Vital Vessals Vindicate - The Dear Hunter

Salt in the sky in the sweet summer air while mammoths depart

Abandon dispair with thirsty affairs of the heart

But the chances of escaping my heart are inadaquate, and when all is said and

done I’m left with my history

Goodbye, my eyes shed heavy tears

One for every soul still sitting on the fence between pain and arrogance

Ebb to the left flow to the right

The exit’s unflawed

The boys on the train

The almighty tongue with prose spilled in vain

Goodbye, my eyes shed heavy tears

One for every soul still sitting on the fence between pain and arrogance

We fall beneath the sea of dreams and fail to breathe until we awaken again

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly bring me to the lake

Through all of this I’ve felt just the same

The flame is gone the fire remains