Letras: Amy Millan. Masters Of The Burial. Finish Line.

Wind it up, stay a lady
On the telephone
Keep it at a distance
You're already gone

The rules don't count when you're goin' down
What a shame
You jump the line, hollow and blind
But I'll take the blame

Baby, don't go now
The wind is wet with rain
It's never the same way again

Baby, don't go now
The wind is wild and stained
It's never the same way again

Bend this bed into a boat
You come in waves
The twist on your lips says it all
You're not mine to give away

The finish line wants another try
Hold the lead
The kill and the light look alike
Beware of what you feel

Baby, don't go now
The wind is wet with rain
It's never the same way again

Baby, don't go now
The wind is wild and stained
It's never the same way again