To Get Over Only One Side - The Low Anthem

In the web there spun the spider

Heaven held the shaky rider

Spared despair those mummied by her

Spun again of silk inside her

And all the silky threads were tied

Surveys on the ridge projected

Every forking road connected

Wayward weathered maps directed

On their surface sky reflected

And alll the silky roads were tied

To get over only one side

When the morning haze has parted

All desires named and sorted

Still it carried on half-hearted

Sitting bow legged on the carpet

Noting all the silky threads were tied

To get over only one side

To get over only one side

To get over only one side