Maudlin Of The Well Geography Lyrics

Geography Lyrics

Listening reveals his wounds  

Voiceless, he kneels to you  

Like a glinting dagger, one quick look  

And he spills you  

Sheets surrender you          

And I expect trauma  



Breath is real, anger's real  

Sleep on your birthday and cry  

Cry, my baby

Let me wash you           

I have no ears for my lady...  



Listen to me  

You're called a silhouette  

You're playful with a sin  

But you see me          



Speak, or stop, or kiss me  

Your art is like your grin  

It delivers me