The Aching (Tascam Demo) Lyrics

Don't bother me I won't ever be free of the aching

I'll come around to embryonic sounds they tell me

Dead soldiers lying in a room

In a room you'll sleep your first sleep

A power move to be constantly rude every morning

I gave my word to try love so absurd in the springtime

The distance comes when she comes home

And fuck if I know why

She's my best friend

I am stuck in the aching again

A vapid fight in blistered light

Oh cloudless afternoon

You'll never send

Me out of the aching again

Oh tender hall, the new moon is a sprawl in her echoes

With bayonet, whittling bassinets on the table

Dead soldiers lying in the trash

In the back where you take your first step

So bother me, I won't ever be free of the aching

I hope you find I'm always good and kind when you need me

Will distance come when she comes home?

Man, fuck if I know how

My blood will mend

Me out of the aching again

Oh, help me out of the aching again

Oh, help me out of the aching again

Oh, help me out of the aching again