House By The Lake Testo

Fill your pockets full of river stones
For us, deep beneath the soul
On your stockings a songbird sang
Alone, all alone
Oh, these things that hold onto me
Drag my feet across the sky
Oh, these things they don❝t belong to me
This time, oh this time
Baby, it❝s time to go
To that house down by the lake
Baby, it❝s time to go
To that house down by the lake
A beauty all by herself
Just יִoating peacefully
Death had forgotten her
Like she❝s, she❝s forgotten me