The Smashing Pumpkins - The Canary Trainer

On the trine, fetch the reed That was drunk of mile and meek In bittered tears as only cruels sever thee Yes, I will let you go, I'll let you go You broke my heart as whole And leapt unknown and beautiful Found where there's lilac's brawn Idylls born of gods Yet wrecked in man's whole cloth I would write his calm, I'd even toll The paper bells of Sunday's crown In ecstasy and as given what was need I'd toll the bells of Sunday's crown You were that fire That sun on me, yeah That rooked no shade, but held dream But then you flailed As only fools could heather love of thee To go this alone 'gainst time Where I would let you go, I'll let you go You broke my heart as whole And leaped unknown and beautiful They'll be no herald's hark To cleanse a pekid calm in chapels bare and cold I would author dawn I'd gladly toll In ecstasy and as given what was need To toll such bells and drag such effigies These paper bells in Sunday's crown Toll as you You stood that fire That sun on me, yeah Who rooked no shade, but held dream You were that feast, babe Containing life and lead You were that eye that but sees