Soft Animal
๐ต 1378 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:04 duration
๐ ID: 2898606
๐ Lyrics
We were cloaked in the awning of night or early morning
Through the headboard there's a flicker of light and light warning
Sophie's on the bunk overhead reading Mary Oliver
While I lay still in my bed
That's when I see you there
Fawn doe, light snow
Make me feel alive,
Make me believe that all my selves align
Fawn, doe, light snow
Spots on brown of white
Make me believe that it is all alright
Your soft face pressed to the wilt,
First spring sunrise
Standing low on quivering stilts
In attempting to keep you to stay
I am raising no alarm
It is just us two alone
Then I feel a sigh of wind, your raising eyes
A rolling fog that lets you hide
And I can hear the rustling as you go
Oh, go slow
Fawn, doe, light snow
Make me feel alive
Make me believe that I don't have to die
Fawn, doe, light snow
Spots on brown of white
Make me believe that there's a God sometimes
The ring around your mothers heart
Grows saccharine then falls apart
And I can hear the rustling as you go
You camouflaged or clearly seen
And nameless in the in-between
And I can hear the rustling as you go
The firing of rifles off
The echo hits you hard enough
And I can hear the rustling as you go
A soft and skittish self inside
Shines golden, opal, chrysolite
And I can feel the rustling as you go
Oh, go slow
A mob a voices harmonize
And tell me that your not alive
But I can feel the rustling as you go.
Through the headboard there's a flicker of light and light warning
Sophie's on the bunk overhead reading Mary Oliver
While I lay still in my bed
That's when I see you there
Fawn doe, light snow
Make me feel alive,
Make me believe that all my selves align
Fawn, doe, light snow
Spots on brown of white
Make me believe that it is all alright
Your soft face pressed to the wilt,
First spring sunrise
Standing low on quivering stilts
In attempting to keep you to stay
I am raising no alarm
It is just us two alone
Then I feel a sigh of wind, your raising eyes
A rolling fog that lets you hide
And I can hear the rustling as you go
Oh, go slow
Fawn, doe, light snow
Make me feel alive
Make me believe that I don't have to die
Fawn, doe, light snow
Spots on brown of white
Make me believe that there's a God sometimes
The ring around your mothers heart
Grows saccharine then falls apart
And I can hear the rustling as you go
You camouflaged or clearly seen
And nameless in the in-between
And I can hear the rustling as you go
The firing of rifles off
The echo hits you hard enough
And I can hear the rustling as you go
A soft and skittish self inside
Shines golden, opal, chrysolite
And I can feel the rustling as you go
Oh, go slow
A mob a voices harmonize
And tell me that your not alive
But I can feel the rustling as you go.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:20.81] We were cloaked in the awning of night or early morning
[00:28.05] Through the headboard there's a flicker of light and light warning
[00:35.20] Sophie's on the bunk overhead reading Mary Oliver
[00:42.48] While I lay still in my bed
[00:47.86] That's when I see you there
[00:49.68] Fawn doe, light snow
[00:56.04] Make me feel alive,
[00:58.78] Make me believe that all my selves align
[01:04.12] Fawn, doe, light snow
[01:11.35] Spots on brown of white
[01:13.16] Make me believe that it is all alright
[01:20.31] Your soft face pressed to the wilt,
[01:23.95] First spring sunrise
[01:26.75] Standing low on quivering stilts
[01:33.93] In attempting to keep you to stay
[01:38.48] I am raising no alarm
[01:42.04] It is just us two alone
[01:46.59] Then I feel a sigh of wind, your raising eyes
[01:51.02] A rolling fog that lets you hide
[01:55.54] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[02:00.08] Oh, go slow
[02:03.65] Fawn, doe, light snow
[02:10.03] Make me feel alive
[02:12.73] Make me believe that I don't have to die
[02:17.29] Fawn, doe, light snow
[02:24.46] Spots on brown of white
[02:27.15] Make me believe that there's a God sometimes
[02:47.07] The ring around your mothers heart
[02:50.62] Grows saccharine then falls apart
[02:54.21] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[03:01.41] You camouflaged or clearly seen
[03:05.04] And nameless in the in-between
[03:09.56] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[03:15.82] The firing of rifles off
[03:20.42] The echo hits you hard enough
[03:24.03] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[03:31.21] A soft and skittish self inside
[03:34.87] Shines golden, opal, chrysolite
[03:38.42] And I can feel the rustling as you go
[03:43.83] Oh, go slow
[03:46.53] A mob a voices harmonize
[03:50.18] And tell me that your not alive
[03:53.75] But I can feel the rustling as you go.
[04:00.09]
[00:28.05] Through the headboard there's a flicker of light and light warning
[00:35.20] Sophie's on the bunk overhead reading Mary Oliver
[00:42.48] While I lay still in my bed
[00:47.86] That's when I see you there
[00:49.68] Fawn doe, light snow
[00:56.04] Make me feel alive,
[00:58.78] Make me believe that all my selves align
[01:04.12] Fawn, doe, light snow
[01:11.35] Spots on brown of white
[01:13.16] Make me believe that it is all alright
[01:20.31] Your soft face pressed to the wilt,
[01:23.95] First spring sunrise
[01:26.75] Standing low on quivering stilts
[01:33.93] In attempting to keep you to stay
[01:38.48] I am raising no alarm
[01:42.04] It is just us two alone
[01:46.59] Then I feel a sigh of wind, your raising eyes
[01:51.02] A rolling fog that lets you hide
[01:55.54] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[02:00.08] Oh, go slow
[02:03.65] Fawn, doe, light snow
[02:10.03] Make me feel alive
[02:12.73] Make me believe that I don't have to die
[02:17.29] Fawn, doe, light snow
[02:24.46] Spots on brown of white
[02:27.15] Make me believe that there's a God sometimes
[02:47.07] The ring around your mothers heart
[02:50.62] Grows saccharine then falls apart
[02:54.21] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[03:01.41] You camouflaged or clearly seen
[03:05.04] And nameless in the in-between
[03:09.56] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[03:15.82] The firing of rifles off
[03:20.42] The echo hits you hard enough
[03:24.03] And I can hear the rustling as you go
[03:31.21] A soft and skittish self inside
[03:34.87] Shines golden, opal, chrysolite
[03:38.42] And I can feel the rustling as you go
[03:43.83] Oh, go slow
[03:46.53] A mob a voices harmonize
[03:50.18] And tell me that your not alive
[03:53.75] But I can feel the rustling as you go.
[04:00.09]