Take Me, Stabler

Lyrics

Grand gestures are scattered on the floor With brown broken bottles and notes The devil, the devil is bitten in me And I bail out his words to stay afloat But this winter is a war of attrition My tired bones cast hard against the cold The devil, the devil, the days born anew Are what keep me from feeling so old So where to go? I'm running, I'm tripping my way through the snow So where to go? I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm dying, I'm dying to know Untie my hands, absolve my sins Give my regards to the gallows Return from pain and banishment To green and fertile fields once fallow