Wearing The Tie Lyrics - In Currents - The Early November

I fell down thirty feet of stairs, 

Landed in a hole buried under cloak. 

And as I grow I tried to let this go, 

But I cannot hide under half-shut eyes. 

And I feel it calling me again, 

In winter ice I stand. 

And I feel it calling me again, 

So what will it take 

To make this finally the end? 

Carving snow, I found myself a glove. 

So I took it home and my body, mind and soul. 

We're draped in robes like soft and flowing tones 

Through a combo and it's quarter cranked again 

And this time I follow my own lines. 

And I feel it calling me again, 

In winter ice I stand. 

I feel it calling me again, 

So what will it take 

To make this finally the end? 

It's the breaking point, the crossed out, the fine lines we hide, the lies 

Medicine, and crooked ties define why I'm not who you thought you liked 

It's the breaking point, the crossed out, the fine lines we hide, the lies 

Medicine, and crooked ties define why I'm not who you thought you liked 

It's the breaking point, the crossed out, the fine lines we hide, the lies 

Medicine, and crooked ties define why I'm not who you thought you liked