From the recording Angle of Repose, Angle of Attack
Lyrics
Black blue brandywine under your nails
Sharper than the deepest deed, higher than the rising sail
Let’s go climbing up under vined walls
Lighted by the blinding moon, slower than the frozen falls
Ah, you get in your own way
Just enough to see it through
Ah, you get in your own way
Just enough to break it, too
Paths all bring me to a place where I fall:
Wind beneath the wings of steel, the angle of the stall
Things that were always true, ways that won’t split
They tell me that we’re bleeders now, start and don’t know when to quit
Ah, you get in your own way
Just enough to see it through
Ah, you get in your own way
Just enough to break it, too
They tell me that we’re bleeders now — start and don’t know when to quit