Frigid Spring Lyrics - Something - Chairlift

High in the ranks of the bleeding hearts 

With one to call my own 

On the docks of the fishing boats 

Of semi precious stone 

Recent light 

Fresh with vacant envy 

Failing all alone 

Frigid spring 

Of the wishy washy wishing well of home 

Missing the mark 

At your seat in the dark 

At a barter banquet, amen 

Riding the ride and unleashing the tide 

Of a maiden's mood swing, amen 

Won't go as planned without asking the hand 

Of the mastermind, amen 

Heavenly harness of obstinate power 

He's down on her knees 

Far in the land of the scribble scrabble 

Lightning field of loam 

Where the plow pushed sod with devilled hooves of clones 

Shanty towns 

Harvest hollyhocks 

All frothing full of foam 

Past the claws of the city light is the doorstep you call home 

Call home 

She needs you 

He's down on her knees 

Call home 

She needs you 

He's down on her knees 

She needs you