Lletres: Owen Pallett. Midnight Directives.

Cross her off the short list
My blood is a reckoning at birth
No way we'll be lit by the bridges we burn
And come tornado
Carry me away from the craft
Ruffle my hair and my body in love

As the cutlass came down on a Saturday night
Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife
Called away into service for a clerical life
Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife
Oh

Thought I was a sad boy
Now I know I know I know I was wrong
Since you came along I can see how content I can be
It'll drive a man crazy to wage from the outside in
But I have a plan, it's a trick with a prick of a pin

Oh and as the cutlass came down on a Saturday night
Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife
Called away into service for a clerical life
Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife

For a man can be bought, and a man can be sold
And the price of a hundred thousand unwanted souls

Oh