Sickle No Sword-White Hinterland

Sickle No Sword - White Hinterland My blade no longer runs straight She twists like an icy road, an icy road And when you see me Walking with her in my arms You'll turn the other way Turn the other way, turn the other way My blade a sickle no sword My blade serrated and sharp Oh, yes that wish to lower mine Do not test me She stays by me Comforts me Walking home on a cold night On a cold night, on a cold night Walking home I've never been too good with my hands My wrists are too loose I swing too wide Oh, when she's with me She completes my arms Ever since the day we met Every hit I never miss Not even once My blade a sickle no sword My blade serrated and sharp Oh, eyes that wish to lower mine Do not test me She keeps me safe I pull her close Walking home on a cold night On a cold night, on a cold night Walking home She keeps me safe I pull her close Walking home on a cold night On a cold night, on a cold night Walking home Black is the color Is the color of my love Black is the color Is the color of my love Black is the color Of my true love's hair Black when she says no Black but she means yes Black when she comes Black and it's light out And my mind's gone When she runs Black pouring down Black when we kiss Stay by me Comfort me Walking home on a cold night Walking home on a cold night Stay by me Comfort me Walking home on a cold night Walking home on a cold night...