Texty: Iron & Wine. Other. Gray Stables.

Brave lady, I could see you through the mosses

Laid shameless in the sun

My lady with her porcelain and her weightless face

Pleasing everyone



Gray stables

And the horses of the righteous

Pray daily for the brave



Lady, you were gorgeous in your weakness

Wet flowers on the ground

My lady never told me of her sadness

Bones floating in the sound



Brave lady could see me in the darkness

Wait, nameless like a stone

My lady, with her watches by the mattress

Bathes lately all alone



Gray stables

And the horses of the righteous

Pray daily for the brave



Lady, would you love me if I left her

Laid breathless in the sun?

My lady, like a teacup on the counter

Frail, pleasing everyone