I counted for hours and hours
All the teeth and all the flowers
You sent to me
My father's ghost wakes me in the morning
With a pocket watch from 1983
Now tie my wrists and tie my ankles
I wanna see how well I can swim
In the sea I'm in
Anchors away well ain't that clever
You come to me in boots and leather
And we find my shame in fits of anger
But you hide my clothes when I try to leave
Well ain't that sweet
Hop on your horse of bone and ashes
We'll ride around through all the debris
I'll split my tongue with a thousand lashes
We'll talk real loud like we know what we mean
All nice and clean
Come lay with me where no one wanders
With war paint on and hounds at our heels
What you take from all this madness
Will be stripped down and then revealed
And we'll be healed
I counted for hours and hours
All the teeth and all the flowers
You sent to me
Bp & the Big Picture - The Hours Lyrics
Bp & the Big Picture - The Hours Lyrics
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I counted for hours and hours
All the teeth and all the flowers
You sent to me
My father's ghost wakes me in the morning
With a pocket watch from 1983
Now tie my wrists and tie my ankles
I wanna see how well I can swim
In the sea I'm in
Anchors away well ain't that clever
You come to me in boots and leather
And we find my shame in fits of anger
But you hide my clothes when I try to leave
Well ain't that sweet
Hop on your horse of bone and ashes
We'll ride around through all the debris
I'll split my tongue with a thousand lashes
We'll talk real loud like we know what we mean
All nice and clean
Come lay with me where no one wanders
With war paint on and hounds at our heels
What you take from all this madness
Will be stripped down and then revealed
And we'll be healed
I counted for hours and hours
All the teeth and all the flowers
You sent to me
All the teeth and all the flowers
You sent to me
My father's ghost wakes me in the morning
With a pocket watch from 1983
Now tie my wrists and tie my ankles
I wanna see how well I can swim
In the sea I'm in
Anchors away well ain't that clever
You come to me in boots and leather
And we find my shame in fits of anger
But you hide my clothes when I try to leave
Well ain't that sweet
Hop on your horse of bone and ashes
We'll ride around through all the debris
I'll split my tongue with a thousand lashes
We'll talk real loud like we know what we mean
All nice and clean
Come lay with me where no one wanders
With war paint on and hounds at our heels
What you take from all this madness
Will be stripped down and then revealed
And we'll be healed
I counted for hours and hours
All the teeth and all the flowers
You sent to me
Writer: Barryphillip Arruda
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