Long Bow Lyrics - Tim Presley

Sunday swan bog Sunday's father 

You can't be seen hot it makes sex defile 

If your true life's waiting and you can't sell a farm back 

Then you can't be homeless or not too very long 

If you can't sleep then what will you dream 

Oh I miss sleep 

And it's hi-ho wind and everybody's near 

In an ostrich elevator and a book without ears 

In alone and fine 

Who read Steinberg dune bowl Jerome rat 

In the up alleyways and he never wears cologne 

And you see me down going sweater than a smile 

Now you greet the streets because your bed is on fire 

And you can't sway back you can't 

Can't sway back you can't 

Can't sway back oh no you can't 

Can't sway back you can't 

Pull me over tooth dust on the broom 

Just that 'fore you go 

And you wanna climb into everybody's ear 

Suddenly climb into everybody's ear 

But it's not time just yet, yet 

It's not time just yet 

Papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa 

La la la la la 

I know the saddest tree loves the human eye 

Does it sing you're alone again 

I want mornings with your come on please 

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