Benoît Pioulard Follow
Tie lyrics
Flee to the fields, it's a locust year
Leas & melt-water to defy the seer
A rosary around the wrists
The rope descends with tenderness
Oh they've got a file on me
The Venn pall of anxiety
Sticks across fences make a raucous sound
The call of the abyss, foxglove's on the ground
Flee to the fields, take your calmative
First to arrive, always the last to leave
O the rapture of the plain, an intimation of mortality
A halcyon sketch of persistent unease hanging from the Magnolia tree
Thanks to
Lenny
for submitting the lyrics.
Correct these lyrics
Comments on Tie
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Benoît Pioulard) which produced the music or artwork. Details
