Juniper Hill - The Autumns

Throw down

The sea floor’s itching for an anchor

Begging for a death show

Come on through the window

I know

You’ll never secrets keep

Slow down the hall we’ll creep

To fall black clowns from gallows' heights

Now

Even now

We can wild and sad

Creeping smile sad

Pulling out your hair

Throw down

I knew you’d hang like meat from a hook

Dripping out the life in

Blood and grenadine

When I know

You’ll never secrets keep

High on a cloud we’ll sleep

To fall black clowns from gallows' heights

Your smiles and their seasons

Render all this love treason

You preen to bleed me

Even know I know