Song Temple - matthew and the atlas lyrics. We wanted to remember everything that we'd forgotten,. We wanted to believe that we were not fading,. In the temple we were unfolding,. In the crooked
Up at eight, you can't be late. For Matthew & Son, he won't wait. Watch them run down to platform one. And the eight thirty train to Matthew & Son Matthew & Son, the work's never done. There's
Verse 1. Further from my widowed home, take the road that sets into the sun,. Waiting for my skin and bone to return and see what I've become,. Summer has not yet been here though my days are long,
