Let It All Turn Black - Sodastream, Thalia Zedek

And you needn’t feel?

Though we do these things alone

There’s always time to share in

These honest words

They might carry us home to where the brittle little lies live

In honest groves

So leave now and let it all turn black

I’ve got that same shit crawling up my back

Turn the lights down low

Because honey we tried but we couldn’t break the lion’s hold

On us tonight

When I followed you home.

No?

I didn’t mean to pry but I couldn’t bear his hands on

On you this time

I’ll grieve now and let it all turn black

I’ve got hat same shit crawling up my back

So take me home to the colours, and the recent stones show me I had a chance to

change

But then I was lost in black

Bury me deep, down the corner, down on bleeker street, where you had a line of

believers

Pulling at your coat tail straps

They’re coming back.