Lion's Mane

Lion's Mane - Iron/Wine

Run like a race for family

When you hear like you're alone

The rusted gears of morning

To faceless busy phones

We gladly run in circles

But the shape we meant to make is gone

Love is a tired symphony

You hum when you're awake

Love is a crying baby

Mama warned you not to shake

Love is the best sensation

Hiding in the lion's nane

So I'll clear the road the gravel

And the thornbush in your path

That burns a scented oil

That I'll drip into your bath

The water's there to warm you

And the earth is warmer

When you laugh

Love is a scene I render

When you catch me wide awake

Love's a dream you enter

Though I shake and shake and shake you

Love is the best endeavor

Waiting in the lion's nane