Fair thee well and the requiem mix I got a loan shark and a quick fix, For those I left behind, In a suit case of fire flies, Find ya, I wanna treat you right, Never leave you beggin and cryin.
Coming down the mountain in a wet carriage, Full speed like a spent marriage. I got more than enough to keep me whole. For once I’m not slightly out of control. Got crazy dreams when it breaks morning, Everyday, a requiem.
These morning dreams are just like memories: Late night, starring through the trees. I got words for this and the way it fits: It’s all about the light and the sound around it. Fair thee well and the requiem mix I Got a feather bed and a couple of tricks, For those I left behind.
