We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Shifting

from Mute by Catchers

/

lyrics

I could jump these fields in my seven-league boots
Walk trails with shades and ghosts
Blaze tracks in my devil's shoes
Crawl invisibly across your roof.
I could just about fit into every hole
Where I wouldn't be seen
I could melt into the trees
And race their juices right out to their leaves

In a dream I was transformed,
Left my bones outside the door

I could be furred or feathered or shelled or fleeced
I could be any man or every beast,
Rolling with the breeze.
I could be a soothsayer, a spirit-raiser,
I could take to the air,
I could take to the sea,
Without lungs or limbs to hold me here
I'd be a keeper with every key.

Everyday I'm shifting further from myself
I feel the pull, I start to soar, my skin is shed
Lay me down and I'll spiral through my head
Everyday, I feel a little strange.

Smoked a hole in my lungs and I've started to bleed
Got boots and gloves made out of meat,
And I can feel the water
I can feel the water swill inside me.

credits

from Mute, released June 21, 2019

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Catchers London, UK

contact / help

Contact Catchers

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

Catchers recommends:

If you like Catchers, you may also like: