Vanity Music - Hjaltalin

I get these troubled thoughts

On tails and how they’re chased

You’ll settle down for one, or two

Two is really harsh, but by the time you get the craft

There comes a little tease for three

What a mess

All this love will soon be cherished

I promise I won’t go to four

I’ll weep until my eyes get sore

Tell me more, oh tell me more

There’s no need for crying

Love can be tiring thing

At least for those who rush and forget to feel the scent

Of lonely little birds in the spring

And the silly songs that they sing

Lyrics don’t apply when your heart is full of blood

Be gentle to the birds that pass you on your way

I could go on

Please then go on

Why don’t you go on?

There’s no need to go on

As when time is spent

All of the paths lead back to four

Don’t forget to weep

And count when they are torn

As for my part

I hope your eyes get sore