Lament - Cavalry

In this a dark lament.

To your modesty, I would love to know.

Am I any closer?

In a deep garden.

Sits a Mockingbird, It’ll stray tonight.

You’ll wonder why?

Don’t you feel you’re wasted?

Don’t you feel you’re wasted?

Now?

We, we could reach so high.

When I’m the underdog, praying on a hope.

I know you’re wise.

Pray, we don’t need to say goodbye.

Seated on my throne, I would have you right by my side.

With another glance.

Take me in a trance, I will turn away.

You won’t save me.

Don’t you feel you’re wasted?

Don’t you feel you’re wasted?

Now?

We, we could reach so high.

When I’m the underdog, praying on a hope.

I know you’re wise.

Praise, we don’t need to say goodbye.

Seated on my throne, I would have you right by my side.

Don’t you feel you’re wasted?

Don’t you feel you’re wasted?

Now… we could reach so high.

When I’m the underdog, praying on a hope.

I know you’re wise.

Praise, we don’t need to say goodbye.

Seated on my throne, I would have you right by my side.