I Have Been Told That My Skin Is Exceptionally Smooth - Mount Eerie

Should there be songs?

Should my hair be long?

Should my stare be strong?

Do nightmares belong, on the prairie at dawn?

Do I dare to fawn over fair-faced blonds?

Should there be bonds to their hair undrawn?

Should my prayers be bronze?

Are affairs so wrong?

I have been told,

that my skin is exceptionally smooth

But what good is that?

When to get to my heart

You have to crawl through tight tunnels of sharp rock