Limb - Keaton Henson

I will tear the

Eyes from my gray head

To see you

Tired, empty

I will bite my tongue

To taste you

And I will shed my skin

Oh, to let you in

So wake them

Your guns for me

I’m only temporary

I will tear the

Fingers from my hands

To feel you

Like a suitcase

I will fold my spine

And leave you

And I will leave no cores

And all my restless thoughts

Inside for you to forget

Oh, I got caught again