Repeating Lyrics - Post Tropical - James Vincent Mcmorrow

Soon as the storm hit, struck on the hull 

Hand in the hallway, here was the soul after soul 

Then in a waste end way they call them home 

Take it through the footstep in the hearing call 

Then no one from the roll up call you 

Where you are, arms length, tumble light it goes, I hardly knew 

Still awake in the heart's, they're not true 

When the lay in the horse and the clear dawn 

We defer til we float to the sea fall 

And I stare at the room in the send off 

To repeat every word as it seems, oh 

Then no one from the roll up call you 

Where you are, arms length, tumble light it goes, I hardly knew 

Still awake in the heart's, they're not true