Flies - Peter Cat Recording Co.

Don’t fight

Little fly

I will surely

Hit the sky

And open the gate

Like a blind child

And i’ll be home in a bit

And I will lay down

Useless flies

They’re in my house

They make me lie

They make you doubt

Don’t wander away

No ones right here

Its all a war

That no one notices now

Don’t go

What if I don’t

Love would change

I know I would

Oh home in a bit

With all my rights here

I was born

And now I’m rolling about

And if its black

And when its doubt

Lets go hard

Whatevers south

Just hold me again

Like the last time

I was sure you would wait

But I must quiet down

I’m gone, but you

Won’t let me go

These bones won’t tell the truth

Don’t let me go