Towing The Line Lyrics - Ben Howard

Towing the line I watched the host drink all the wine 

And now she rambles through the who've and who have nots 

The old man is a painter of tired seascapes, tired of adventure 

So my mind wanders picking at the table to cure the wrong 

Like a bird in a world with no trees you were hung up there in your disbelief 

I know I'm a hard rock to drag around 

Love is in the early mornings 

In the shadows under the trees 

Not in like the colded ashes 

Floating down from the rook array 

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Down here I crow for you 

You crow for me 

Down here I crow for you 

You crow for me 

Towing the line I watched the host drink all the wine 

And now I'm purring for a drop of anything 

Throwing stones at your window you turn to me as if it's simple 

Why can't you be like the blackbird and sing 

I said I'm the westerlies in Ireland so decadent and violent 

Can't you see I'm a forager crawling at the bedrock 

Love is in the early mornings 

In the shadows under the trees 

Not in like the colded ashes 

Floating down from the rook array 

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Down here I crow for you 

You crow for me 

Down here I crow for you 

You crow for me