Black Orchid Empire Years
Years are like dogs
They snap at our heels
A gift from a healer that gradually kills
The water is cold
Come bury your lungs
The day is done
The day is done
If I could begin
Where everything ends
I'd choose repeat rewind it again
My edges can fray
Come with me my love
The day is done
So when you're tired
And you wanna go home
Mired in all the useless shit that you own
When the threads kept you together
But they're baring all their flaws
I'm still yours
I'm still yours
I'm still yours
I'm still yours
I'm still yours
I'm still yours
Well I'm still yours