Green Sleeve Lyrics

You in your green sleeve

That fit easily around me in the night

On thing or another

Either way I curse your most tender eyes

Oh I’m turning my head, I’m turning my head

And I’m burning your hand as I’m breathing your air

You say you can’t seize me

Bending and shaping and squeezing it right down the line

It’s a battle for the ungrown

And i’m holding on around this

I keep you as my topsoil

And i’m holding on around this

I, I

Wrapping up pastries

Bitter sweet, don’t you see it’s too much on the sign

And you’re scratching me daily

Down in the mouth as we both grow tired

I can’t figure my head, can’t figure my head

You feel half of me still untapped somewhere

I’m drawn to the sealing

I see with four eyes and my tongue is set on fire

It’s a battle for the ungrown

And I’m holding on around this

I keep you as my topsoil

And I’m holding on around this

Yes I’m holding on around this

I, I

I, I