The Curse of Company Homecoming Lyrics The Curse Of Company lyrics

The glass, the collar of you heels,
And the boy cut into your hollow tree.
Sometimes the loving is a reprise,
A glove becoming the converse of me.

This great travelling mod-choir,
We've been to the brink of the floating ground,
And bounded back over the stones,
With a nod, then a dash to the homecoming crowd.

So when we undress your heart,
No need for concern, no need for concern.
Back in this city of no-one,
When will we collect our return.

Love, you made your mark in the hollow tree,
While many more caved in to save the one,

And while the brightest eyes in the park belonged to the sun
They cave what we could never see.

So when we undress you heart,
No need for concern, no need for concern.

Love you left your mark and then followed me
Through the gust of my sleep, though how I weaved,
While the glass, the collar of your heels,
And the boy cut into your hollow tree.

So when we undress you heart,
No need for concern, no need for concern.