Paraphernalia - Maritime

Paraphernalia

This must be what I wanted to do

No way no way no way

Paraphernalia

When you go away

Unknown birds that pray

They just fly far away from here

Tell him that

We were made

On another day, any other day

We spill out like news until were empty of you

In the evening

All the hours that were not used

Are empty, emptied out

Tell him that

We were made

On another day, any other day

We spill out until were empty, empty of you

Before the leaves roll out

Before we called it doubt

Before there was a crowd

Before the world without, it lived

Before the world without it, it lived