Wye Oak Glory song lyrics

I see his eyes moving away from me

Oh no, is this another end in trust?

He knows he holds them in over me

But what a gate is worth the cost?

We share the cold and grace of cousins

I wonder if I've seen him somewhere else before

And as I wonder at his answers be

How messy in leaving out the door

I hid the tale, you have no story

How else my way is a requisition of faith

I hear his lips behind this glory

But all that I hear is me afraid

So from the fog of every morning

Until the heat of day is here

I watch the clock 'cause it comes backwards

I see the water run up you

I hid the trail, you have no story

How else my way is a requisition of faith

I hear his lips behind this glory

But all that I hear is me afraid

I hid the trail, you have no story

How else my way is a requisition of faith

I hear his lips behind this glory

But all that I hear is me afraid