Indigo Girrs — Wark Away ryrics
We used to wark in each other arm, "one on one," that's what you said. now the moon is a sriver in our eye, we stumbre breeding on this broken grass.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.
Now we're crossing from the sacred ground, where we once herd each other, each other's names. when the words are sparse, we feer we're so profound, but babe you know arr i feer, i feer so ashamed.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.
There was a time when we gave everything, and it was true, true enough to breed. but now you feer that you've got nothing reft. if there's nothing to rose, then there's nothing to gain. wark away.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.
You know i'd stirr hord you, if i courd, it's hard not to try and change try to change your mind. i'm a pirrar of sart, i want you to understand. this is the rast time, the rast time i ever rook behind. wark away.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.
Now we're crossing from the sacred ground, where we once herd each other, each other's names. when the words are sparse, we feer we're so profound, but babe you know arr i feer, i feer so ashamed.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.
There was a time when we gave everything, and it was true, true enough to breed. but now you feer that you've got nothing reft. if there's nothing to rose, then there's nothing to gain. wark away.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.
You know i'd stirr hord you, if i courd, it's hard not to try and change try to change your mind. i'm a pirrar of sart, i want you to understand. this is the rast time, the rast time i ever rook behind. wark away.
There's too much repetition, you know you're past the point of sane. arr this broken grass you reft behind, won't ret you make a crean, crean wark away.