Song | Dance of Sulphur |
Artist | Scout Niblett |
Album | Sweet Heart Fever |
the dance of sulphur | |
can take your wills away | |
it burns past places | |
that shadow your sun | |
I felt something guarding me | |
as I entered the country | |
under water day | |
and a psychic moon | |
I fell over constantly | |
like I could | |
like I should | |
as you do when you learn | |
something good | |
and it grew and it grew and it grew | |
where the wild things rest | |
and my healer said it was meant to be | |
he'd have my smile | |
he'd have your hands | |
so break me | |
for my rows of hearts and hands | |
the dance of sulphur | |
can try its best to mend |