The Rumour Said Fire - Sleep

You were counting forces beneath your feet
While your friends got older and found a seat
Honey girl I know that you weep
Scream
Get upon your feet

All is set before you along your way
Ways of solid pleasure
A box of valid games

Honey girl I know how you taste
Taste
Get upon your feet and walk away
Your emptiness is gone

For the wings of deception
And the comfort of being with you here
We can blame all the rich and the famous

Honey girl I know that you weep
Just get upon your feet and walk away
Your emptiness is gone away