the lakes - long pond studio sessions

[00:23.76] Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?

[00:34.76] I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones

[00:41.76] These hunters with cell phones

[00:45.51] Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

[00:49.51] I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

[00:56.01] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

[01:00.01] I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[01:07.01] What should be over burrowed under my skin

[01:14.01] In heart-stopping waves of hurt

[01:17.76] I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze

[01:24.26] Tell me what are my words worth

[01:28.26] Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

[01:32.04] I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

[01:38.60] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

[01:42.63] I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[01:49.14] I want auroras and sad prose

[01:54.13] I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet

[02:02.38] 'Cause I haven't moved in years

[02:07.91] And I want you right here

[02:11.41] A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground

[02:17.91] With no one around to tweet it

[02:21.41] While I bathe in cliffside pools

[02:25.41] With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief

[02:32.16] Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

[02:35.91] I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

[02:42.66] Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

[02:46.66] I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[02:51.66] No, not without you