Late March, Death March

Frightened Rabbit - Late March Death March

I cursed in church again and the hand-claps all fell quiet

I watched a statue of you cry

A candle is blown so we start the black march home

Through a stale and silent night

There's a funeral in your eyes and a drunk priest at your side

Staggering sermons never wash

There's no reproach from the lit touch paper both

Got stubborn marrow in bastard bones

Should we just get home sleep this off

Throw some sorry's and then do it all again well

Folded arms clutch homocide

The bridge is out and the river is high

This is a march death march march death march

Yeah there isn't a God so I'll save my breath

Pray silence for the road ahead

In this march death march march death march

Yeah I went too far

And as we walk through an hour long pregnant pause

No grain of truce can be born

My bridge is burned perhaps we'll shortly learn

That it was arson all along

Can we just get home sleep this off

Throw some sorry's and then do it all again

Well like Bulver said less heart and more head

So un-furrow that brow un-plant those seeds of doubt oh

Folded arms clutch homicide

The bridge is out and the river is high

This is a march death march march death march

Ahh there isn't a God so I'll save my breath

Pray silence for the road ahead

In this march death march march death march

The dead balloons and withered flowers

Sorry cannot save me now

In this march death march march death march

Think I went too far

March death march march death march

I went too far

March death march march death march

Well I went too far I went too far

I went too far I went too far

I went too far I went too far

March death march

I went too far