Armistice - Patrick Wolf

Coat of black

Coat of black

Weary waiting

Weary waiting

I turn out the light

We kiss goodnight

Been weary waiting

Weary waiting

To come closer

Closer to where we belong

Outside the city

Children brandish

Sharp their knives

Sharpened knives

And come closer

Closer to where we belong

If you be weak

Then I’ll be strong

When the night is long

Trust

Over years you’ll wake to find

This man who’s loved you

Your whole life

So come closer

Closer to where we belong

Just close your eyes

Let those foxes fight

The children of this city sharp their knives

Come closer

Closer to where we belong

If I be weak

Won’t you be strong

When the night is long?

If I be weak

Comreedhoo, comreedhoo

When the night is long

Close your eyes

Let the foxes fight

Close your eyes

Come closer to where we belong

Where we belong

When the night is long

When the night is long