Horoscopic. Amputation. Honey Lyrics - Califone

Braid your sins into its mane 

And kick it to the county line 

Shake your chains cold and loose 

There's nothing safe in your stars 

In and out of sleep 

Even with the rise and fall 

Pulled the mattress out the window 

Laid out under the smoke rings 

And the funnel clouds 

Shake your stars, bring it down 

Sad, sad complications 

Buzzing like a worn out fret 

We'll cut our hair and fake our death 

Silver harm 

Sugar hands drunken hive 

Amputated years 

Are growing back a new shade