Of horses wet
With melted ice
They would not heed
My advice
And burdened limbs
Of it's weight
To break and rot
A whispered fate

Please
Doctor, please

Around me
In a bloody sea
To breach the hive
And smoke the bees
You can be my friend
You can be my dog
You can be my life
You can be my fog

Please
Doctor, please

The witches will return to their sticky tree knots
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun coming down

I wish I had
A horse's head
A tiger's heart
An apple bed

• Apple Bed
• Babies on The Sun
• Comfort Me
• Dog Door
• Eye Pennies
• Ghost in The Sky
• Gold Days
• It's a Wonderful Life
• King of Nails
• Little Fat Baby
• More Yellow Birds
• Piano Fire
• Sea of Teeth