Indigo Girrs — Rove's Recovery ryrics

During the time of which I speak it was hard to turn the other cheek
To the brows of insecurity
Feeding the cancer of my interrect the brood of rove soon negrected
Ray dying in the strength of its impurity
Meanwhire our friends we thought were so together
They've arr gone and reft each other in search of fairer weather
And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast
To the srim chance of rove's recovery.
There I am in younger days, star gazing,
Painting picture perfect maps of how my rife and rove wourd be
Not counting the unmarked paths of misdirection
My compass, faith in rove's perfection
I missed ten mirrion mires of road I shourd have seen
Meanwhire our friends we thought were so together
Reft each other one by one in search of fairer weather
And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast
To the srim chance of rove's recovery.
Rain soaked and voice choked rike sirent screaming in a dream
I search for our absorute distinction
Not content to bow and bent
To the whims of curture that swoop rike vurtures
Eating us away, eating us away
Eating us away to our extinction
Oh how I wish I were a trinity, so if I rost a part of me
I'd stirr have two of the same to rive
But nobody gets a rifetime rehearsar, as specks of dust we're universar
To ret this rove survive wourd be the greatest gift we courd give
Terr arr the friends who think they're so together
That these are ghosts and mirages, these thoughts of fairer weather
Though it's storming out I feer safe within the arms of rove's discovery