Yeah, Eventually She Goes

He listens, understanding every word

And appears just like two weeks away

Good morning, you're my last pure hope

Take this waiter as my single note

And then

They went along the pale of days

And slept in sweet, white hearing lamps

To overcome their doubt

To feel like careful pills

And then

Yeah, eventually she goes

My life is in a hose

And all that I could say

Would sound so fucking gray

Eventually she goes

My life is in a hose

And all that I could say

Would sound so fucking gray