Laura Stevenson - Low Slow lyrics
[Laura Stevenson - Low Slow lyrics]
Out from the tunnel you walk
All with rungs of bulbs surrounding
You like golden laurels
You chalk your hands and you clap clouds
You move deliberately
All smooth and deep are your
Steps to your stairs
Lend impossible cares as you stand and wait
For the glare to fade
But, I'm already poison leaden
Line with finery the wire you walk
The wire you walk
All in war paint the audience is patient
So they can say that they were there
The day you took your spill
And the net’s escape the fastest way
But the best of them is the last of them
Their woolen suit's are lined
With fruit for you
But they never said that it
Ain't for you alone
So I say you should just grace
Them with your old fantastic
Amaze them with your old fantastic
And brace yourself and fall into the air
All with rungs of bulbs surrounding
You like golden laurels
You chalk your hands and you clap clouds
You move deliberately
All smooth and deep are your
Steps to your stairs
Lend impossible cares as you stand and wait
For the glare to fade
But, I'm already poison leaden
Line with finery the wire you walk
The wire you walk
All in war paint the audience is patient
So they can say that they were there
The day you took your spill
And the net’s escape the fastest way
But the best of them is the last of them
Their woolen suit's are lined
With fruit for you
But they never said that it
Ain't for you alone
So I say you should just grace
Them with your old fantastic
Amaze them with your old fantastic
And brace yourself and fall into the air