Eighth Cognition / All You've Left

All You've Left Take yourself down to the field Count your hours till 3 All you've left is all you love All you'll never be Bring yourself down to the stream Wash away what's on Don't go down to where you live Till everything's been sown Do not see what's in a look Your eyes locked inside Told everyone you've disappeared Seen your face at night If we put our oar in boat Then we'll do ok Cast ourselves as bitter love From a lonesome day Take yourself away from here Tell the dunn where you been All you've left All you've loved All you'll never be All you'll never be