St. Augustine (A Belly Full of Swans)

Lyrics for St. Augustine (A Belly Full of Swans)

yellow moon deflates, bless the broken wheel cold bath and silver rain a belly full of swans, St. Augustine nesting in the rafters a salted notion's bride in a brace of shakes shot better when your blind the temperature divides fevers grow their own hands silver rain, salt and fire bullet holes, the light pokes through water finds an old diviner water finds an old diviner a belly full of dimes, St. Augustine takes to water sweetly Indiana plates on Chinese drivers hydrant drains the lake, divinity is diced the temperature divides, the vacant corners take shot better when you're blind again silver rain, salt and fire bullet holes, the light pokes through water finds an old diviner water finds an old diviner silver rain, salt and fire bullet holes, the light pokes through water finds an old diviner water finds an old diviner