Delivery - Son Lux

Speak, I am listening

Cry, watch me weep

Wail, hear me howl

Play, I’ll sing for you

You’re lucky to be young

With future in your form

In every season songs fill up your lungs

With violence through labor, delivery (and all the melodies)

Speak, I will listen

Speak love, speak love, speak love, speak love, speak

Speak love, speak love, speak love, speak love, speak

Oh, you’re lucky to be young

The future’s in your form

In every season songs fill up your lungs

From violence through labor, delivery (and all the melodies)

Speak, I am listening

Cry and watch me weep

Wail, oh, and hear me howl

You can play and I will sing for you

You’re lucky to be young

With future in your form

In every season songs fill up your lungs

From violence and labor, delivery

Unlucky to be young

To start so near the end

From sleeping in the waters

To waking in the flames

Oh, delivery