All your darkest sins
Calling out
I brought you in
From the fields
With the wheat
The last tunes of that engine
Coughing out
I'm turning in
The hope we held
Was hanging
Like a noose
One last turn
I'm turning in
You've been wronged you've got nothing to admit
An empty bottle is an empty threat
Bones will break but soon will knit
Blood is thin but soon turns thick
Oh and that's the difference
Between what you said
And what it is
You're a child just kicking shins
Falling down
I brought you in
The fields we reave
The tales we spin
Like a good girl you're in a fix
Need someone to help you quick
For every wound now there's a stitch
Deepest grave or shallow ditch
And that's the difference
Between what you said
And what it is
One last turn
And I'm turning in
One last turn
And I'm turning in
One last turn
And I'm turning in
One last turn
And I'm turning in