Woolgatherer - Conveyor

Oh wood, I wouldn’t give you up

To be outside, outlie

I’m thinking like an extra color or two would do, wouldn’t you say?

Oh wood, I wouldn’t give you up

To be outside, outlie

Wait up for the extra others, so few

Can’t help but think of you

I know, I know

Oh wood, I wouldn’t let you go

Rosy shift, the fox, the quick, the painted few

I’m working on myself a lot, I promise

I’ll make it up to you with all the extra things I find

In my time outside

Moon, come up

River, take us up

I’m working on myself a lot, I promise

Sickly in the stream

Wet behind the dream

Oh kid, I couldn’t let you know

'Cause I’m too high

And you’re not mine

Anymore