First Come The Wish Testo

Testo First Come The Wish

First comes the wish
And then comes the night
Pockets open to pick
And I'm left with words
Stretched out to dry
I believe to hard
That we're nearly right

First comes the itch
And then comes the knife
We can swallow a change
If it feels right
And there are only words
To retrace the line
A newspaper clipped
'Til it's all white

And the only time
For such a curious thing
To come apart like this
Is the cruellest time
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