The Wrote & The Writ Lyrics - Singles - Johnny Flynn

They're taking pictures of the man from God 

I hope his cassock's clean 

The burden of being our holy fellas 

Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam 

What of all those wayward priests? 

The ones who like to drink 

Do you suppose they'd swap their blood for wine 

Like you swapped yours for ink, for ink 

You wrote me, oh so many letters 

And all of them seemed true 

Promises look good on paper 

Especially from you, from you 

The weight of all those willing words 

I carried all alone 

You wouldn't put your pen to bed 

When we hadn't found our own, our own 

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Your sentences rose high at night 

And circled round my head 

The circle's since been broken 

Like the priest before me is breaking bread 

I'm being asked to drink the blood of Christ 

And soon I'll eat his flesh 

I'm alone again before the altar 

Shedding all my old regrets 

The last of which I'll tell you now 

As it flies down the sink 

I never knew a part of you 

You didn't set in ink, in ink 

The letters that you left behind 

No longer shall I read 

Your blood's between the pages 

And I can't stand to see you bleed 

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And I'll soon forget what was never there 

Your words are ash and dust 

All that's left is the song I've sung 

The breath I've taken and the one I must 

If you're born with a love for the wrote and the writ 

People of letters your warning stands clear 

Pay heed to your heart and not to your wit 

Don't say in a letter what you can't in my ear