Half Light by The Post War

You’re tilling the stone now
In reverence
I seize and look how you wince
You’re slipping into a dive
We’re catching breath
Receiving glass-eyed as you will

Mind is static
If you could stand in our way
And play us out

They just called to say
You’re only buying
To go without
They just called to sell your borderline
To go without
They didn’t say how everyone who’s buying
Is wringing out the stone

Soaking in anodyne
The river bends
I drift in salt lake, useless
Redeem then vilify
In this golden hell
Receiving half light as you will

Mind is static
If you could stand in our way
And wring it out

They just called to say
You’re only buying
To go without
They just called to sell your borderline
To go without
They didn’t say how everyone who’s buying
Is wringing out the stone

They just called say
You're only buying
They just called to sell your borderline
They didn't say how everyone who's buying
Is wringing out the stone

They just called
They just called
They just called
You're wringing out the stone
Wringing out the stone

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