Thymia - Fleet Foxes

Pair of tin cups rolling in the backseat

Rustle like a mallet on a downbeat

Rain will make rust, water on the concrete

Have a true love, more than just an outline

Solid shape of, known it for a long time

Never failed us, even losing daylight

Thymia accompany us

All the way to Townsend

How to explain, moving as a phantom?

Falling like rain, over and abandoned

Thymia accompany us

All the way to Townsend