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