Yeah, Eventually She Goes

He listens, understanding every word And appears just like two weeks away Good morning, you're my last pure hope Take this waiter as my single note And then They went along the pale of days And slept in sweet, white hearing lamps To overcome their doubt To feel like careful pills And then Yeah, eventually she goes My life is in a hose And all that I could say Would sound so fucking grey Eventually she goes My life is in a hose And all that I could say Would sound so fucking grey