Owen Pallett - The Riverbed lyrics

Heart, heart in your mouth, hand on the paper The new work that you found The gift of your depression weighs you down, down, down, down Then, when you wake for the sixth straight day with a Tanqueray You will rise, rise again, and drink again Hurtle hurtle over the breach Let your body fall out of reach On the day that you find your thirties have left you childless Remember when you meet your coupled friends with unease: The world will forget all the good they have done And the world will forget all the good you have done Hurtle hurtle over the breach Let your body fall out of reach Out of house, out of thought, out of your mind Lay your head, lay your heart next to mine And try to admit that you might have it wrong And when you admit that you might have it wrong Thunderhead, thunderhead I will be your riverbed