From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins

Lying there
With a halo in her hair, she cried
There are feathers everywhere, but it's fine
"You do this all the time"

Crying now
Through a rusted smile, she knows
This isn't how he paid the bills, before
Drug farm entrepreneur

Go spin circles for me
Wound relentlessly around the words we used to sling
Oh, such torturous things
Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean

If you're going, then go
Go, go, go
If you're going, then go
Go, go, go

Watch love
Get strangled by a kite's cold strings
Fall comes early and summer leaves
As a storm with the car keys

Spark your heels
Up against the picket fence I built
All your wishes, they will sink like stones
Slowly down a lonely well

Go spin circles for me
Wound relentlessly around the words we used to sling

Oh, such torturous things
Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean

If you're going, then go
Go, go, go
If you're going, then go
Go, go, go