Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fallen Snag, artist - Yellow Eyes. Album song Sick with Bloom, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 10.12.2015
Record label: Gilead Media
Song language: English
Fallen Snag |
| On the flats |
| The fever yields |
| There isn’t any wisdom left |
| I’ll build a barn and watch it mold |
| How sulfur sours Greenland’s breath |
| I thought the elders leaning in |
| Had maps, kinetics, ancient bole |
| But now I see their wooden faces |
| Moaning |
| Lined with dusk and pale |
| Beholden to an early song |
| Still coiled on the rotten mother’s meal |
| And as the pine becomes the snag |
| The evening widens |
| Clear |
| Unkind |
| Don’t leave me on the flats |
| The fever yields |
| There isn’t any wisdom left |
| I’ll build a barn and watch it mold |
| How sulfur sours Greenland’s breath |