Saint

from by Ed Tullett

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lyrics

Peel your thumb, a lace,
pale, you stun away,
may you shun a stray,
way you shone, a phrase, afraid of coming.

You're not a saint, pyre,
you're not a saint, choir,
you're not a way to covet me.

Wear your pastel brace,
dark your bronze, a grey,
yield your calm, a grace,
air you palm, obey, obey and come in.

Ricochet around,
wreath for your body,
your pretty vowels, dour sea.
Hush the laic drown,
swoon through your eyelids,
your pretty mouth, your dowry.

You're not a saint, liar,
you're not a saint, collider,
you're not afraid to covet me.

credits

from Fiancé, released February 19, 2016
All songs written and performed by Ed Tullett.

© 2015 Razor & Tie Music Publishing
℗ 2015 Ed Tullett under exclusive licence to Monotreme Records Ltd

Record, produced and mixed by Ed Tullett.

Mastered by Paul Gold at Salt Mastering.

Artwork by Ricardo Garcia.
Design by Ed Tullett.

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Fiancé out now on Monotreme Records.

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