Bury This - Amy Millan

Lyin' under a broken bridge

A heart, a mouth with nothing to give

You came, you saw, you draw

Out the evenin', out the evenin'

Thieves steal the mood you’re in

You were just out wanderin'

The last soul of glass

From your past is back

Bury this

Your blood thins at this war within

By the soft night, while the lights, they dim

You lost the long goodbye

But you tried, but did you try?

Bury this