Letters In Wartime

Letters In Wartime - Matthew Good

There's a way over you don't go

Count the days all silent pinned and roped

There's dynamite in

That tunnel for the matchbox in your head

You know curious canaries suffer no fools in their stead

Suffer no fools in their stead

Suffer no fools in their stead

We got lost at sea once night deceived now

Bitter tried you bleed a bear that's treed now

Where not everything comes forgettable oh now

This is the time I've waited for you

Bordered a line I can't ignore

Taken a life I've waited to come again

It's the only way that I talk

And you've always know that it was

It's the only way I can tell you

Like letters in wartime do

Been lost at sea for years deceived now

Chased by sets of French Corvettes now

Where not everything comes forgettable oh