The Tea Club - The Magnet lyrics

From my bed of leaves I am a wretched pilgrim Baring the mark no one can see Waiting for sleep I see chapters from my youth The Old Lampmaker said only the half moon reveals Where the Liquid Light brings me back A tangled web of roots and water Were her words that ran cold and deep And yet I can't shake the flame Of her lamp oil eyes A long centipede is making its way up my arm As the smell of leaves brings me back What a coincidence I've seen one every day since I left But The Magnet inside beckons me to come home From my bed of leaves I am a blessed pilgrim baring the mark No one can see Something miraculous I've seen one every day since I left But The Magnet inside beckons me to come home