Silly One - Chris Bathgate

All this salt and sting

Is gonna set my broom to burn

Well I pierced the womb with a wicked tongue

My girl you are a silly one

And I left my last love

And I took the angel road

And I followed it 'til my fingers bled

And I followed it to where nothing grows

Car crash

Lost calm

We got ghosts son

Construct culprit

In a hymnal sentence

All that’s lost is love

And the lesson that I learned

Our silence is the saddest song

And girl you are a silly one

The heart that’s in your old

Well its absence fills my lungs

And it could crush you into dust my dear

It so far has drowned everyone

Conceit remnants

We left photographs

And all that gave breath

Become parchment