Be Gone - Dispatch

Come down low

To the ground

Let the mother breathe you down

All the spirits swirling away

Hard to tell the form that they

Take up your arms

Find your heart

Does it know what you’ll do

Come and stand

Side by side

Woman, man and the battles at night

Boil that bark

Braid my hair

See that smoke hell if I care

To write all of my lost brothers

Only to burn the letters

So they reach you somewhere

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Said the little one to the bad ways

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Let the fight be for another day

Dare to write all of my lost brothers

Only to burn the letters

So they reach you somewhere

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Said the little one to the bad ways

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Let the fight be for another day

And I though that my mind was folding in

And I hoped that it wasn’t the rain

But just the vain

And he spoke of holy rollers, how they glide across the hall

And he pictured them in carousels when they were two feet tall

And he wakes up in the eye of the watchmakers dirty glass

And he swims for all the decoys and the lives that they pass

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Said the little one to the bad ways

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Let the fight be for…

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Said the little one to the bad ways

Be gone, be gone, be gone

Let the fight be for…

Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone

Said the little one to the bad ways

Be gone, for long till you riddle my tone

Let the fight be for another day