Arms - Sore lyrics

on the way here through the brightest of years with an orange tint to the atmosphere there were spinning skies and the waters did rise and all the good advice couldn't keep us in line is it weird when it's breathing so near? howling all in your ears could bring a stone to tears and what will you do when it crawls up on you prowling all in your room and we all are born anew hoo hoo are my legs sore won't you pack it up won't you pack it up hoo hoo are my legs sore won't you pack it up won't you pack it up there's a low moan in the eaves and shadows in the d**h throes of your calicos as the snowflakes rise through the streetlights outside I hold you too tight kiss the coins from your eyes Emily you're the violence I need steam and metal and speed and thoughts to sew the seeds you bathe in the fear till the coal has gone clear diamond hardened and cleaved make a promise you can keep hoo hoo are my legs sore won't you pack it up won't you pack it up hoo hoo are my legs sore wanna pack it up won't you pack it up