Re:Stacks

Re:Stacks - Charlie Simpson

This my excavation today is kumran

Everything that happens is from now on

This is pouring rain

This is paralyzed

I keep throwing it down

Two hundred at a time

It's hard to find it

When you knew it

When your money's gone

And you're drunk as hell

In the back the racks and

The stacks are your load

In the back with your racks

And you're unstacking your load

In the back with your racks

And you're unstacking your load

I've been twisting to the

Sun I needed to replace

And the fountain in the

Front yard is rusted out

All my love was down

In a frozen ground

There's a black crow

Sitting across from me

And his wiry legs are crossed

And he's dangling my

Keys he even fakes a toss

Whatever could it be

That has brought me to this loss

On your back with your racks

As the stacks your load

In the back the racks and

The stacks are your load

In the back with your racks

And you're unstacking your load

This is not the sound of a new

Man or a crispy realization

It's the sound of the

Unlocking and the lift away

Your love will be

Safe with me