Squalloscope - Outgoing Lyrics

Outgoing messages are closed
But just so you know, the front gate's unlocked
I won't keep waiting, i'll go on with my night
But if you feel those demons sitting on your chest just come on by
There will always always always be something on the stove
There will always always always be a set of clean clothes
And a strand of my hair wrapped loosely around a sleeve
Like a tricky, stubborn, tender memory

I don't want to watch the wound bleed and get bigger
While i harvest words from this clumsy little mouth
I will dress this chest in nettle and pack it with yarrow
Open every single door and hatch around this house

I got a growth, they call it great big ocean
It sits firmly at the top of my spine
And if you make a little space for me
We can dive in one last time
The waves close in on us slowly
Join hands at the crowns of our heads
They will shake this death right out of us
I'll take anything else instead