715 - CR∑∑KS lyrics

Down along the creek

I remember something

Her, the heron hurried away

When first I breeched that last Sunday

Low moon don the yellow road

I remember something

That leaving wasn't easing

All that heaving in my vines

And as certain it is evening 'at is now is not the time

Ooh

Toiling with your blood

I remember something

In B, unrationed kissing on a night second to last

Finding both your hands as second sun came past the glass

And oh, I know it felt right and I had you in my grasp

Oh, then how we gonna cry

Cause it once might not mean something

Love, a second glance it is not something that we'll need

Honey, understand that I have been left here in the reeds

But all I'm trying to do is get my feet out from the crease

And I'll see you

Turn around, you're my A-Team

Turn around now, you're my A-Team

God damn, turn around now, you're my A-Team