Vārdi: Neko Case. Fox Confessor Brings the Flood. Lion's Jaws.

You?re gone
The trees are so quiet
When your hand was in my pocket
How they swayed from side to side
Now the meddling sky
And my snowy eye
Sees a different night
Sees a different night

The night I fell into the lion?s jaws
To my regret
And your delight
Those teeth themselves could not divine

Nor their pressure estimate
The haze I wish to never break
And to never contemplate
Momentum
For the sake
Of momentum
Momentum
For the sake
Of momentum
Of momentum