You've grown up so much since I saw you all those days ago
Still got that look about you, still got those things that we know
Red gilded place in the woods and the words that were said
Black twisted branches that hid all the things that we did
You thread our wasps onto string and you gave them to me
You thread our wasps onto string and you gave them to me
You touch the edges of their wings and the insides of me
All of the years make a picture that's faded and bright
All of the years make us different and faded and bright
Bring back the bodies and lay them out for me
Smooth down their crisp, clear white wings in the morning
Bring back the yellow and black of the bodies
Lay them out slowly and string them up gently for me
Music
Small piles of sticks built up like temples to time in the sun
Beds of green leaves laid out where fear and a negative burn
Strange to see you in a suit but your shoes are still red
Music
Strange to see you at the front after all that you said
Your face has changed a long time ago
But you're the same underneath this sleet
That was round like a line
Between worlds and there are birds
Music
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Singing love lies to me
Our bodies and you and me
And all that we've seen
And you and all that we've seen
Music
Bring back the bodies and open them up for me

Lift out the shimmering hearts in the morning
Bring back the yellow and black of the ocean
And let me out slowly and sing to me coldly
Bring back the yellow and black of the bodies
And let me out slowly and string me up sensitively
Music
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We'll be right back.