All the pretty orphans are ghosts to both the lion and the lamb
And the nervous carpenter is getting dressed for his final stand
And your knees are singing alphabets on the night that it falls through
You can find me reading through all the scraps
There's nothing left to do
I was a rock and you were the land
We were dress rehearsing for the war
Now i'm just an alibi and you are the plan
Stealing away the years with a lover's rapport
Is this what i've become
To think about the view?
And all the little articles i'd miss
If i turned away from you?
Let's not get too entwined in the night
As if all the lights were crescent-hearted moons
And let's not get too involved in the fight
Lest i spill out all my blood for to bloom
There's nothing left to do
Sonny Pompeii - Acacia Lyrics
Sonny Pompeii - Acacia Lyrics
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All the pretty orphans are ghosts to both the lion and the lamb
And the nervous carpenter is getting dressed for his final stand
And your knees are singing alphabets on the night that it falls through
You can find me reading through all the scraps
There's nothing left to do
I was a rock and you were the land
We were dress rehearsing for the war
Now i'm just an alibi and you are the plan
Stealing away the years with a lover's rapport
Is this what i've become
To think about the view?
And all the little articles i'd miss
If i turned away from you?
Let's not get too entwined in the night
As if all the lights were crescent-hearted moons
And let's not get too involved in the fight
Lest i spill out all my blood for to bloom
There's nothing left to do
And the nervous carpenter is getting dressed for his final stand
And your knees are singing alphabets on the night that it falls through
You can find me reading through all the scraps
There's nothing left to do
I was a rock and you were the land
We were dress rehearsing for the war
Now i'm just an alibi and you are the plan
Stealing away the years with a lover's rapport
Is this what i've become
To think about the view?
And all the little articles i'd miss
If i turned away from you?
Let's not get too entwined in the night
As if all the lights were crescent-hearted moons
And let's not get too involved in the fight
Lest i spill out all my blood for to bloom
There's nothing left to do
Writer: Joseph Vitagliano
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