Emily Jane White - Clipped Wings lyrics
[Emily Jane White - Clipped Wings lyrics]
Can I cut you out of the frame?
Can I throw the remnants in the lake?
'Cause I never wanted to yell
Murder in your name
I just want to die without
Your photo drenched in shame
For I will never be the same
And cold blood always leaves a stain
And, oh, the lines they are so blue
And, oh, the coat of arms you threw
'Cause I never wanted to slaughter your game
To go on pining for moon that only wanes
So take me out to the corn, my love, and
Splash the water till it turns into mud
For my blood is frozen from
The absence of love
Oh, in the veins
A far haunting calls your name
To your soul's body which you
Never knew you gave
Away in, into oblivion you threw
And his teeth have made a corpse of you
But you've come back with the
Clipped wings of the dove
And in this reverie
You've wrestled with your love
For my blood's still frozen from
The absence of love
So take the thorns out of me, my love
Patch them up with your wounded love
We're all tied up, now undo what you've done
And into soundless, from your slaughter
I will run
Can I cut you out of the frame?
Can I throw the remnants in the lake?
Can I throw the remnants in the lake?
'Cause I never wanted to yell
Murder in your name
I just want to die without
Your photo drenched in shame
For I will never be the same
And cold blood always leaves a stain
And, oh, the lines they are so blue
And, oh, the coat of arms you threw
'Cause I never wanted to slaughter your game
To go on pining for moon that only wanes
So take me out to the corn, my love, and
Splash the water till it turns into mud
For my blood is frozen from
The absence of love
Oh, in the veins
A far haunting calls your name
To your soul's body which you
Never knew you gave
Away in, into oblivion you threw
And his teeth have made a corpse of you
But you've come back with the
Clipped wings of the dove
And in this reverie
You've wrestled with your love
For my blood's still frozen from
The absence of love
So take the thorns out of me, my love
Patch them up with your wounded love
We're all tied up, now undo what you've done
And into soundless, from your slaughter
I will run
Can I cut you out of the frame?
Can I throw the remnants in the lake?