Apologia

Ever Low is on the road to better-coast again

Armor Love, bitter fortuned

Soul, came back again, as they say...

"Oh my God, my mistakes."



You've got me, one arm tied

Outlaw, I will love your all

Said don't let me go, again

I will let you all say, don't let me go

She knows that



I have gone

Left her room, tonight

My soul, gone, a wreck again

This is a long time, telling you there's a ghost

Coming back again

I settled down, I sell them all



Let her go

Let her back again

I'm telling you this, time tipping my soul:

"I'm not going, Armor Love."

"I'm not going, Ever Low."

"I'm not going, Armor Love."

You're not going home