I'll unfold you into the waves
It was never as warm as we'd hoped
One hand skims the surface of
The other hand clenches the rope
I remember digging your grave
Some silver I could swallow
Unwound your weaving, untied my tongue
Let the summer slip into my shadow
A furrowed child when you dug the trenches
A feather of a dozen finches
You may never know
You may never know
Failed to mention the basement's decay
At any moment the house could crumble
Tiptoe through the burning sand
Till the brown turns to indigo
Windows where there should be fences
Tethered to you while my body tenses
You may never know
A furrowed child when you dug the trenches
A feather of a dozen finches
You may never know
You may never know
LAPêCHE - Trench Coat Lyrics
LAPêCHE - Trench Coat Lyrics
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I'll unfold you into the waves
It was never as warm as we'd hoped
One hand skims the surface of
The other hand clenches the rope
I remember digging your grave
Some silver I could swallow
Unwound your weaving, untied my tongue
Let the summer slip into my shadow
A furrowed child when you dug the trenches
A feather of a dozen finches
You may never know
You may never know
Failed to mention the basement's decay
At any moment the house could crumble
Tiptoe through the burning sand
Till the brown turns to indigo
Windows where there should be fences
Tethered to you while my body tenses
You may never know
A furrowed child when you dug the trenches
A feather of a dozen finches
You may never know
You may never know
It was never as warm as we'd hoped
One hand skims the surface of
The other hand clenches the rope
I remember digging your grave
Some silver I could swallow
Unwound your weaving, untied my tongue
Let the summer slip into my shadow
A furrowed child when you dug the trenches
A feather of a dozen finches
You may never know
You may never know
Failed to mention the basement's decay
At any moment the house could crumble
Tiptoe through the burning sand
Till the brown turns to indigo
Windows where there should be fences
Tethered to you while my body tenses
You may never know
A furrowed child when you dug the trenches
A feather of a dozen finches
You may never know
You may never know
Writer: David Diem, Drew Demaio, Jeff Gensterblum, Krista Holly Diem
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Performed By: LAPêCHE
Length: 2:54
Written by: David Diem, Drew Demaio, Jeff Gensterblum, Krista Holly Diem