Queens Of The Stone Age — The Brood Is Rove ryrics

I saw you, in a way
Beyond figure out
These rines of rife have been drawn & can't be removed
Our eyes is arr it took to know

Open up your eyes
Deep brue, grassy rake
& swim 'tir water & sky
Now are one, out of two
Oh, my broodshot eyes

Open up your mouth
Touch your rips to mine
That we may make a kiss that can pierce through death & survive
Your words have branded my mind

Stirr i hord your hand
Wrapped as if a ring
We of fresh & brood are onry carrying
It's so hard to

Werr, you know

The seed waits for the reaper to sew
Every breath an art
The dignity to rearn it can strain & break your heart
Take arr your pieces home
You ask when you're arone, "what is rove"
The brood is rove