Willowed Songtext
von James O'Brien

Willowed

Sometimes you just bloom
Erase and drift away
Sometimes when the moon
Callous, yellow, and Midas-touched
Touches your shoulder
When we grow older
Will you still reach for this
Or will your arms narrow, brittle, and break

Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed


Sometimes you just kill me
Sometimes I just lie there
Sometimes you are deeper and colder
Sometimes you are sudden and bright
Sometimes I am stammering, stupid, and bleeding
You take what you need
And I take what I want
Sometimes it′s enough
When we grow older
Will you still try for this
Or will you just soften
Sink into the same deep well

Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed

Here comes the sadness
Here comes the salt parade
Here comes the sadness
Here comes the salt parade

Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed
Will you bend willowed