For Anabelle – Band Of Horses – letras

If I want to walk home with youHearing every word, thinking it’s trueIn a barren field for us to cut throughOn our victory lap ‘cross an old street catThat turns to stop and see youA small stone somewhere in your shoeAll day longAll day longLongThe old folks wake up for the daySeeing the monsters have lingered from the pastAnd a great bird is flying awayFrom our family tree; something wrong with meI’ve got a secret or twoHiding somewhere butIt won’t take longNo it won’t take longLong