Hawser

wish that I could have my dreams back

to distort the routines of growing disgust

and getting nowhere

but it's impossible I know

every resurrection takes me further

down this road



and the dust won't settle

no the dust won't settle

blows around with the ashes

of every stubborn quest

for someone to trust

whatever's burning tender



along this calm and shifting view

every little moth who's had enough

reminds me of you

how you used to whisper in my hair

beware of who you trust

the way you disappear

down this road



and the dust won't settle

no the dust won't settle

blows around with the ashes

of every stubborn quest

for someone to trust

whatever's burning tender



and the dust won't settle

no the dust won't settle

blows around with the ashes

of every stubborn quest

for someone to trust

whatever's burning tender

and the dust won't settle

no the dust won't settle

blows around with the ashes

of every stubborn quest

for someone to trust

whatever's burning tender

whatever's burning tender

whatever's burning tender

blows around with the ashes

of every stubborn quest

for someone to trust