Lyrics Years - Deptford Goth

Thought it happened, it was slow
We felt attacked, so jumped off and tip-toed
Never seen so many tails in my life
Hardly feet find the ground
Could fall in line
I don't mean to keep on circling his soul
Grief and anger slow you down
Even when you're calling out
The information stops

One I've been waiting for you
Two then I'm running away
Three calling out,
People come back now
Never gonna hold you again
One I've been waiting for you
Two then I'm running away
Three calling out,
People come back now

Never gonna hold you again

I can show you where to go
It's unattached just dreamt up and limped off
We are sleepers all or isn't it
We'll be better with no drink every night
Now I know he keeps on circling his soul

Grief and anger slow you down
Even when you're calling out
The information stops

One I've been waiting for you
Two then im running away
Three calling out
People come back now
Never gonna hold you again
One I've been waiting for you

Two then I'm running away
Three calling out
People come back now
Never gonna hold you again