Harms Way Lyrics

To The North Harms Way

Hipflasks fill our pockets as do our memories

In this dim light this is how our limbs shake

Loose change and lighters spread out on the bed sheets

Spell out my name and scream it at the ceiling

For the love of god just look at me clutch me by the
shirt and call the witch doctor

In need of a medic urgently as I’ve played into my own
cliché

Scrapbooks laced with Polaroid’s kept under lock and key

Turn back the bed sheets the lies have left stains we
love to deny

Our embrace brittle and unassured, touch the portrait
faint and in need

Hipflasks fill our pockets as do our memories

In this dim light this is how our limbs shake