Wash - Heavy Hearts

Smoke in my throat and cuts on my hands

I’m skipping like a stone just to settle in sand

You taste the same, how could I forget?

I know I’m to blame but in bottles, I’m forgiven

Sleeping away

This Indian summer

Wash me clean

Faster than water

Bury me out back and forget my name

The colours that I lacked and the cracks in my face

The wind will blow and branches will bend

But please take me home to the devil in my bed

Sleeping away

This Indian summer

Wash me clean

Faster than water

Sleeping away

This Indian summer

Wash me clean

Faster than water

Wash, wash, wash