Send Your Youth - Cold Specks

Send your youth into the night

Let it kill, let it kill what you know ain’t right

Take my hand, I’ll show you how

To kill a good man

I turned my heart to the yellow high hat

Said, «Oh, high, high, will you make my bed?»

Oh my Lord, will you take my claim?

This February child was made for the spring

He took my hand, yeah, he took my hand

Showed me how to keep a good man

Said, «Oh, my darling, leave it to good time to decide

What is born and what is left to die»

I turned my heart to the yellow high hat

Said «Oh, high, high, will you make my bed?»

Oh my Lord, will you take my claim?

This February child was made for the spring

Hey, hey now if you ready these eyes

To pick between

You know, I’d want a good man

To stay with me

Hey, hey now, if you bury this dream

This hunger, this hunger, I know it ain’t clean

I sent my youth into the night

I let it kill, Iet it kill what I knew wasn’t right

He took my hand, yeah, he took my hand

Showed me how to keep a good man

I’ll be waiting

Oh, I’ll be waiting

Oh, I’ll be waiting

I turned to the yellow high hat

I turned my heart to the yellow high hats

Said «Oh, high, high, will you make my bed?»

Oh my Lord, will you take my claim?

This February child was made for the spring