Lletres: Over The Rhine. Bothered.

Don't be bothered, no.)
Don't be bothered by the fears
I'll try to bottle them like my mothers perfume
She wore it only on Sunday
Kept it safe in her room in a chest with a key
We found it anyway
Don't be bothered by the fears
They'll only join us like the sky that blushes red tonight
And makes the wind die down, calms the troubled sea
(More out of duty than pleasure, but out of pleasure nonetheless.)

Your fire burns me like a favorite song
A song I should have known all along
I feel you move like smoke in my eyes
And that is why

Don't be bothered by the fears
That sing from my eyes like carillon
Ringing only on Sunday on the roof down our street
Finally Over the River
Ring for you, ring for me
Finally, forever
It's just I never
It's just I never thought
I never thought that I could be this free

Your fire burns me like a favorite song
A song I should have known all along
I feel you move like smoke in my eyes
And that is why