Oats In The Water



Go your way,

I'll take the long way 'round,

I'll find my own way down,

As I should.



And hold your gaze

There's coke in the Midas touch

A joke in the way that we rust,

And breathe again.



And you'll find loss

And you'll fear what you found

When weather comes

Tearing down



There'll be oats in the water

There'll be birds on the ground

There'll be things you never asked her

Oh how they tear at you now



Go your way,

I'll take the long way 'round,

I'll find my own way down,

As I should.



And hold your gaze

There's coke in the Midas touch

A joke in the way that we rust,

And breathe again.



And you'll find loss

And you'll fear what you found

When weather comes

Tearing down



There'll be oats in the water

There'll be birds on the ground

There'll be things you never asked her

Oh how they tear at you now