Los Campesinos
Light Leaves, Dark Sees pt. II
I part the curtains of your hairAnd all the light of the sun floods the room, poured from your sleepy stare2 seconds each morning without failBefore I enter the abattoir to see my insides hanging thereBut they request that I leave 'cause my sad eyes are too much to bearWhen the light leaves, then the dark seesYour hands to your hips now: 2 swan necksCurl between pelvis with stretchmarks and shoulders with these freckle flecksThe pain of the silence before bedOh for the sound of your pissing through the thin walls, or stroking your headBut for the shadows and doom and the sorrow we seem to have bredWhen the light leaves, then the dark sees
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