Текст песни Mt. Elsie - Able.

There's Mt. Adams in the haze
These birch ain't from here babe
Were all just creeping where we ought not
Far from our past and from our foreign flock
Fresh bulb torn off a rose from where you last stopped
I bet those pascals press on your clothes to make your stomach drop

Am I am I am I am I
You never knew that you never had nothin
Oh I ain't much for climbing down

As she towers to the sky
Sprung on harvest pride
Your phantom makes a fertile crop now
Always more than what you put down
Flesh don't pawn off a garment like a rest stop
Close your eyes and trust the sign
Crest breaks harder than bone up on a stiff top

Was it a past that you'd fall in right?
And the havoc you caused at night
Past the point of sad
Would you call me back?
And the well that you'd fallen out
Serving heads to the gallows now
Implore less to feel things out
Your patient crown