Splinter Down Songtext
von Mordred

See you hunkered on the ground
Magnifying glass in hand
Can you focus in one spot for long enough?
If you see the wisp of smoke
Curling by like the belief
You will turn the glass on me
That I know for sure

Past the boneyard on the left
There′s a secret that I keep
Like a tick upon my skin
I will take you to that place
If you leave your glass behind
Not afraid to say I am afraid

You've got to learn
Which logs to cure
Which ones to burn


If I rake up all my wits
Pile ′em up into a heap
There's no guarantee
That you won't be the wind
Turn the placid day in fall
Into a hurricane
So if I stay inside again
Some windows down, you′ll know I′m saying

You've got to learn
Which logs to burn
Which ones to cure
And I only say this now
When I see you with the
Timber that will splinter down
And paint your arms with scars
Paint your arms with scars

You won′t ever let me down
I won't ever let you
That would serve me right
Would serve me all too right
That would serve me right
Would serve me all too right
Won′t hear you laugh in my face
What's your game?
Throw down your axe
You′re a mess, what a shame


You've got to learn
Which logs to burn
Which ones to cure
And you know it's now or not
Long before
You′re biased with all your trouble
Gone to waste
Gone to waste
Gone to waste

You′ve got to learn
Which ones to burn
Which ones to cure
Which ones to do something else with that there ain't no laundry for
You′ve got to learn
Which one will burn you
And which one will splinter down
And paint your pretty arms with scars