Push
Me to the brink
To watch me sink
The water swallows me

Whole
And just like that
Ground meets back
Cold, hard smack

Breathe
The rifle air
Lungs aren't fair
In your crosshair

Tell
Yourself you're fine
Grow a spine
And bide your time

Batten down the hatches
Lock your doors
Write me when you've found what you're looking for
I'll be on the French shore
Waging wars
Dodging bullets, diving down trap doors 

Bind
My wandering heart
To your lost art
And brave Vermont

Look
Around my love
My lonesome dove
My hand in glove

Broke
Me up so good
I knew you would
The way you stood

Fix
The dwelling place
The pale moon face
The rapid pace

Batten down the hatches
Lock your doors
Write me when you've found what you're looking for
I'll be on the French shore
Waging wars
Dodging bullets, diving down trap doors

Twist that dagger
It don't matter
Feeling feels so fair

Pop that bubble
Cause some trouble
Sanity beware

Batten down the hatches
Lock your doors
Write me when you've found what you're looking for
I'll be on the French shore
Waging wars
Dodging bullets, diving down
And dodging bullets, diving down
And dodging bullets, diving down trap doors


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