will echo

Lyrics

Sky

The sky a silver
Dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved
Into a clutter of trite jewels now like a moth
With stumbling wings that flutters and flops

The sky a silver
Dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved
Into a clutter of trite jewels now like a moth
With stumbling wings that flutters and flops

Along the grass collides with trees and houses
And finally butts into the river

Into a clutter of trite jewels now like a moth
With stumbling wings that flutters and flops
Into a clutter of trite jewels now like a moth
With stumbling wings that flutters and flops
Into a clutter of trite jewels now like a moth
With stumbling wings that flutters and flops
Into a clutter, into a clutter
As we stumble and flutter, stumble and flutter
We’re going into a clutter, into a clutter
Into the river, yeah
Into the river, yeah