"Corron Road" Lyrics

Procrastinate Prodigality

“I am whole”
Breathed the wood into my soul.

“Take my heart”
Taste it sweet until it’s tart.

“Be still my soul”
Teach the mind to make it whole.

“Quietus. Procrastinate Prodigality.”

But I will fall
To blackened walls,
Holding glass as I fall into your arms.

Take my hand.
Introduce me and tie the knot.

Build your walls: and watch your god go crumbling down.
For I have no faults; nothing left for humanity.
Take this cup; spill its blood and profanity.

But I will fall
To blackened walls,
Holding glass as I fall into your arms.

But I will fall into
Blackened walls holding
Flowers as I fall into your arms.