Got my fever down then weighed it up and I know the. Sounds remaining won't strain all the silt from my eyes. Bleach the green from the pastures feast on the grey. Of the night straight from the vines refusal to shine. You're my favourite thing - the one that I love. You're the one so I'd die for your love. Blind the deafened moon stimulate the tombs of angels. I'll open my heart won't fall apart. Don't fall apart. You're my favourite thing. And I feel like letting go……..