Tatted Lace - Alela Diane, Heather Woods Broderick, Mirabai Peart

Gold around those fingers shown

Bound for to carry home

Fond of the flattest field

But you know there are bones buried deep down below

Tatted lace frail figure graced

That has since been torn and stained

Tatted lace frail figure graced

That has since been torn and stained

And put, and put so far away, oh, so far away

Novels we don’t write

Hearts been lost in flight

Skin in the black of night

Love is a sinking kite

Tatted lace frail figure graced

That has since been torn and stained, oh Tatted lace frail figure graced

That has since been torn and stained

And put, and put so far away, oh, so far away

Gold around those fingers shown

Bound for to carry home

Suitcase filled with stones

Snow keeps me alone

Suitcase filled with stones

Snow keeps me alone, all alone

All alone, all alone

All alone, all alone, all alone