Fare thee well and the requiem mix
I got a loan shark and a quick fix
For those I left behind, in a suit case of fire flies
Find ya, I wanna treat you right
Never leave you beggin and [bad word] down the mountain in a wet carriage
Full speed like a spent marriage
I got more than enough to keep me whole
For once I'm not slightly out of control
Got crazy dreams when it breaks morning
Everyday, a requiem. These morning dreams are just like memories:
Late night, staring through the trees. I got words for this and the way it fits:
It's all about the light and the sound around it
Fair thee well and the requiem mix
I got a feather bed and a couple of tricks, for those I left behind