The Tower - Wye Oak

The one, who sings around the sun

Cannot be bothered with the dark

The reason exits with the light

The one, the sun, the night

Begins, until trouble ends

I speak if only to explain

And no one here

Has lost his mind

Intentions are enough

The one, I love full of trust

They think the answer lies with me

But I am powerless to stop

The world from holding me

In place, the tower of it all

It is the cloud that hangs for days

It is a giant in the tree

Holding the neck of me

We live as many others live

The fear of dying incomplete

Feeling the fair will tear apart

And turn and worn, start

The one, the sun, the night

The one, the sun, the night