"Fold The Cloth" lyrics

I'm in the seams
The clouds of creaks
The mouldings on the wall
I know these walls, I've loved them all
We can't forget the house

When you hear the sound of all the people on the ground
It's too late to come around
Tuck your belly in your chest and see how close we are
Seven shades of brown drip from the bannisters and now
You know you need to come around
Put your belly to the crest and see how close we are

Your face, so sweet, not cold, not meat
Just gradings of the shore
'Oh Christ!' we cry, 'the ash has died!'
We can't forget the house

When you hear the sound of all the people on the ground
It's too late to come around
Tuck your belly in your chest and see how close we are
Seven shades of brown drip from the bannisters and now
You know you need to come around
Put your belly to the crest and see how close we are

Fold the cloth
Oh cut the cloth oh
Fold the cloth
Oh cut the cloth oh
Fold the cloth
Oh cut the cloth oh
Fold the cloth
Oh cut the cloth