Heels to the Board - Kat Frankie

Lay out the garden, put out the dog

Reckognise the wreckage to be loved

Have you a compass, have you a God?

Said you found yourself in

Won’t kiss forever, one lied to keep within walls, within walls, within walls

I read the testament when I was was twelve

I wanted love, don’t want the Lord

Steady yourself, heels to the board

In the yellow

Where the union’s pre-destined, but I’ve thought of a plot

Should it not come together in good time

Call out the faceless, cold cases

Built as as time

Look for the architects, love is designed

So it’s not how you feel at the time

It left me cold, how the elegant falls

tread on the bed they sowed

And and tables, our only embrace

When they call with the wrecking ball

Steady yourself, heels to the board

In the yellow

Where the union’s pre-destined, but I’ve thought of a plot

Should it not come together in good time

Heels to the board

In the yellow

Where the union’s pre-destined, but I’ve thought of a plot

Should it not come together in good time