Junior Brother - Girth and Plain lyrics

Twisting like a cork
I’ve undone my buttons one by one
And hurled my outfit over
Twilight’s girth and plain
Meanwhile, ocean’s acres curl to land
And speak of seasons
Where sky and water meet
On the trench of it's reflection
Locked into our Farmer’s stream
Digging through lost reed boats
I have seen the other end of who
Knows what and God knows when
Eluding and evading
To prime these limbs and stretch them
I found it while asleep
I held it in hanging arms

Listen to my declaration
Comes from the bellows of my unstepped spine
A rattle, a rattle
A movement from within the undergrowth
Wet, aswell
Bustling through the Farmer’s Dew
Attending to the ghosts I knew
Afraid to talk to the livestock
Amok among the fleece and flock
Alone until I heard a bell
Pealing like the damp of Hell

Now I’ve caught it's tongue, I will
Now I’ve caught it's tongue, I will
Now I’ve caught it's tongue, I will
Now I’ve caught it's tongue
I’ll knell the news