Kat Flint Shotgun Wedding
The walls of our home
Are letting in light
But we'll sleep tonight
Oh, we'll sleep tonight
The last of the meal
Is wasting away
They could feed the ghosts
From those dying planes
Evening came in shocks of light
The fireworks burn through our wedding night
Only sky fell faster than the twilight
The twilight
Ooh...
You in your suit
And blazes of red
As they raise the roof
From our honeymoon bed
The flowers are (something)
In sickly sweet wine
And my father's smile
Oh, my father's smile
Evening came in shocks of light
The fireworks burn through our wedding night
Only sky fell faster than the twilight
The twilight
Evening came in shocks of light
The fireworks burn through our wedding night
Only sky fell faster than the twilight
The twilight
Ooh...
Evening came in shocks of light
The fireworks burn through our wedding night
Only the sky fell faster than the twilight
The twilight
Candyfloss Branches
I'm feeling childish in the morning
I woke up twelve again
I didn't like it first time 'round
And I hoped I'd aged a bit since then
Dress down and foolish in the morning
Too childish, foolish for this world
A withered limb to drag around
To drag around a withered girl
And I walk home amid the scent of summer
Streetlights turn the trees to rust
Through empty places breathing cut-grass dust
And black crows sleep in twisted candyfloss branches
I get lost
Drunk on the dying light
Carry me home tonight
I'm feeling fragile in the morning
Wasn't what I drank or what I said
I try to always tell the truth
The truth, she finds you in the end
And I walk home amid the scent of summer
Streetlights turn the trees to rust
Through empty places breathing cut-grass dust
And black crows sleep in twisted candyfloss branches
I get lost
Drunk on the dying light
Carry me home tonight
And I walk home amid the scent of summer
Streetlights turn the trees to rust
Through empty places breathing cut-grass dust
And black crows sleep in twisted candyfloss branches
I get lost
Drunk on the dying light
Carry me home tonight
And I walk home amid the scent of summer
Streetlights turn the trees to rust
Through empty places breathing cut-grass dust
And black crows sleep in twisted candyfloss branches
I get lost
Drunk on the dying light
Gets me through the night
