Burial, Thom Yorke - His Rope lyrics

Here's the tiny piece of you I saved
I awake to the birds singing i cut the rope
Step out in an instant it's all over
I'm done

Here's the tiny piece of you I save
Just enough rope just enough rope
Sex and death total self-destruction
Turn your body over to me
Still awake in the morning mist
Grant me some grace grant me some grace
You don't have to worry
Forgiven and forgotten move on

Herе's the tiny piece of you I savе
Maybe tomorrow in another city
Where they don't know our names
Drips of honey eyes dilate
And losing our way between