Christians And Lions - Tender Sparks (October & Over) lyrics

October And over There's never enough words For my throat So cold In the root cellar suburbs Low in the lowlight And high on tender sparks Water comes through wood Over my head Same as it would Through the hull of a dead ship Sailing on a slow sea And I've seen too many wrecks to think this year That horizon's Climbin' high's It can This ladder flatters gravity And the bones we hold tremble our knees But they'll be worn no more There's all those girls And all those boys Who liked me better when I was weakened by loss In all the right spots But I don't need to slap people in the face