Hymn to the Pillory - Nothing Spent Summers in a well Watching pale moons disappear Alone And crucifixion seems noble When paradise is hell Atone I think we're far from home And now you're free Let go Jump into white Unknowns But I can't shake it I can feel it in my bones I shut my eyes our hands let go Spent winters locked away The snow would swallow everything And drown A pendulum hangs over me Forever swinging violently Come down Please come down on me And now you're free Let go Jump into white Unknowns But I can't shake it I can feel it in my bones I shut my eyes our hands let go I think we're far from home I think we're far from home I think we're far from home I think we're far from home I think we're far from home I think we're far from home编辑于2021/05/11更新