Inkwell The Tragedy Of David Gribble Lyrics

The Tragedy Of David Gribble Lyrics

Here we are, don't tell a soul

of secrets held with arms bent back against
their fold

Say one word, don't breathe too fast.

We're both
compelled to break off everything that lasts



Now it's four more
steps til we reach the top

and Heaven knows when we get there, we'll
never stop.



You bring the cigarettes, and I'll bring the
conversation.

and if everything works out right, we will sing.



The cupboard;'s bare, all lines are down.

The leaves are turning a nicer
shade as they hit the ground.

Say one word, keep it close

We are
trying to understand what we love the most.



Now it's four more
steps til we reach the top

and Heaven knows when we get there, we'll
never stop.



You bring the cigarettes, and I'll bring the
conversation.

and if everything works out right, we will sing.



My heart and I have yet to meet,

but I will heed every word it says to
me.



Now it's four more steps til we reach the top

and Heaven
knows when we get there, we'll never stop.



You bring the
cigarettes, and I, I'll bring the conversation.

and if everything works
out right, we will sing