Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grasp, artist - Widower. Album song Fool Moon, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 29.07.2013
Record label: Mama Bird
Song language: English
Grasp |
| i’ve been in denial for a while now, but i’m coming around |
| i’ve been blowing in a weird wind, wayward as a Greyhound |
| you took my grief with a grain of salt, it was difficult, it was all my fault |
| a long distance phone call from Philadelphia, i was drunk and i needed to talk |
| but once i had you attention, there’s so much i meant to mention |
| there’s some things that i have come to understand |
| you were dry land, i was a drowning man |
| they say the safest place is a basement in a storm |
| well darling during downpours, you were my cellar door |
| well, i half-assed, i gift-wrapped a piece of shit |
| i was the bearer of bad news, your worst birthday present |
| that forlorn uniform you fold, and your ice cold eyes rolled |
| there’s something things that i have come to understand |
| you were dry land, i was a drowning man |
| they say the safest place is a basement in a storm |
| well darling during downpours, i was so self-absorbed |
| and time will tell if the hand your dealt is worth a damn |
| there’s no knowing in advance, and the one you held has lost it’s grasp |