Glory - DJ Keith Sweaty Remix - Wye Oak

I see his eyes moving away from me

Oh no, is this another albatross?

He knows he holds dominion over me

But what I gain is worth the cost

We share the cold embrace of cousins

I wonder if I've seen him somewhere else before

And as I wonder at his ancestry

I'm? by the door

And in the telling of the story

I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase

I read his lips and I see glory

But what I hear is "be afraid"

So from the fog of every morning

Until the heat of day is still

I watch the clock as it turns backwards

I watch the water run uphill

And in the telling of the story

I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase

I read his lips and I see glory

But what I hear is "be afraid"

And in the telling of the story

I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase

I read his lips and I see glory

But what I hear is "be afraid"