tortoise of independency

King Krule

Strokes the silent soft
It s been a while since her days have been
And in the cavernous sheets
She feeds a tortoise of independency

Why do you walk with me so slow?
Said: I walk like I m in a trance
And I spoke
I said: I just want this moment to last and to last

See those figures wait alone
On the park bench of memories
It s been and gone
And yeah, I think about the dreams I ve had for so long
So long
So long
So long
So long