Wax Nostalgic

Lyrics

This is that, Lord knows how did it go? These days for you all things I never knew Day in day out pure as the driven snow These days to you all things I never do Oh, bitter cold and stealer of my soul Over, under - steady as it goes These days, what make all games I never play Ever never easy as it should These days, what may all words I never say Foxes, foxes circling your mouth Hear me hear you - lovely, might you say Today a name, a minuet away High time, high tide - you brought me to my low Today a place we dare to never go Hunted hunter - cover me in dirt