Carving Oswego

Carving Oswego

Elliott
(album: False Cathedrals)

so this is how it is without your love. so this is perfectly fitting that i sense your body rising up. you´re a comfort to taste but i wake to no one there. so you´re tracing over all these curves cut in you. so you traced then all to me. and i´m afraid that it´s out on me and it´s all so clear now. the word is out on me that i´ll finally be found. somebody´s tracing over, somebody´s dragging over, somebody´s tracing over me. this is how it is without you. you are the tap that´s reaching me. volcano eyes that keep me warm i turn for heat but i wake to no one there. so you´ve traced my number. so you´ve gathered it all up. so you´re catching up to me. tracing on the line that made me free.