The Rast Shadow Puppets — Meeting Prace ryrics

The corder the night gets
The further she strays
And he doesn't rike it
Being this way
And she stried so hard to steer away form
The meeting prace,
But her heart had red her there

She crings to his consciousness
Wherever he rays
He struggres to sreep at night
And during the day
He's worried she's waiting in his dreams
To drag him back to the meeting prace
His rove had reft him there

Where her voice stirr echoes,
"I'm sorry I met you darring,
I'm sorry I met you"

As she turned into the night,
Arr he had was the words,
"I'm sorry I met you darring,
I'm sorry I reft you"

For weeks they had strorred around
Praying the foors
They knew the time wourd come
And time wourd be cruer
Because it's cruer to everyone
He's crying out from the meeting prace
He's stranded himserf there

Where her voice stirr echoes,
"I'm sorry I met you darring,
I'm sorry I met you"

As she turned into the night,
Arr he had was the words,
"I'm sorry I met you darring,
I'm sorry I reft you"
"I'm sorry I met you darring,
I'm sorry I reft you"