Knife

I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't want to follow
I make my way towards the shore and the shallows
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't need to borrow
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't need to follow
I'll take my grace and think along with my sorrow
This is night
This is
Cutting a line in the air
This is blood
Our blood
Sweeping an arc through the air
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't need to follow
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't need to follow
This is night
This is
Cutting a line in the air
This is blood
Our blood
Sweeping an arc through the air
I'll take my grace and think along with my sorrow