Dappled Cities - Within Hours текст песни

Time is on our side,
Sleep is slow,
And underfoot is only the world
That chimes cued by man-time,
But we have a soul,
So we don't need a face
We just need a home;

No eyes to see the smile above the chin,
And no nose to smell the breath within,
And no ears beneath the receding hairline. climb with all your ropes tied in a bow
And curdled down to the white bone,
Which fray and whip till they sing,
And slip in the line
"we don't need a face,
We just need a home".