Quill - The Last Bison

Yes when the ink meets quill

With love my letters are filled

Let us seal this love as the back

Of the envelope’s sealed with wax

We will run away

From those who’d lead us astray

Searching hard we will fully rely

On the grace of the one crucified

Yes we will run away

From those who’d lead us astray

Searching hard we will fully rely

On the words of the one crucified