A nasal itch It looks, so go in and cut your nose and stem it off Why won't you go and get it found? You mix well It's in your mouth In a vat of wild blood and pith and oats An ace to trace our body back 'Cause wouldn't it be nice to have? On the roof, I'm leaving bait for fish to breathe and men to kill Its song is yours and that's enough Its song is yours and that's enough I want you here so drop your eyes Off lantern beds and bitter walls I want you here so drop your eyes Its song is yours and that's enough Its song is yours and that's enough Acacia, I'm here for you the tides have set since twenty-two There are leaping bugs and days to ache Time'll swallow you down and breathe your face She brought you back so drop your eyes So come back down and drop your eyes Acacia, I'm here for you the tides have set since twenty-two There are leaping bugs and days to ache Time'll swallow you down and breathe your face Brought you back so drop your eyes And so come back down and drop your eyes