Candy Butchers

Charlie, close your weary eyes
Try to sing yourself to sleep
In a field of rusted wire
The wind plays harmony

Charlie, lay your burden down
As the snow begins to thaw
Everything will be revealed
Right in your own backyard

I love you
I love you

Charlie, close your weary eyes
It is time to get some rest
This is not a perfect world
But you have done your best

Get some rest