Castling (Acoustic)-The Narrative
Dress, dress me down -- I don't mind.
Leave me to my insides.
I don't need this lonely skin anymore.
Take, take it all, rook to king;
Oh I've been guarding something.
You keep chasing me to walls, always.
That's the way she leaves me;
it feels like she's always fighting just to reach me.
That old disguise, sinking slow;
are you feeling so alone?
Maybe we should speak our minds, baby.
Well it's not that I'm insecure;
I just need to be sure..
These things tend to burn with time, always.
And that's the way she leaves me;
it feels like she's always fighting just to reach me.
My hands are wandering astray..
My queen moves every single way..
Well I swear I don't believe in love...
this is as close as I can come.
Dress, dress me down -- I don't mind.
Leave me to my insides.
I don't need this lonely skin anymore.
That's the way she leaves me;
it feels like she's always fighting just to reach me.
The shades and squares remain;
soon they will run even,
and when they're all the same,
we'll find each other easily.
My hands are wandering astray..
My queen moves every single way..
I swear I don't believe in love..
this is as close as I can come.
There's nothing left that I won't say, '
cause my queen moves every single way