Archers

Oh! I came in on bended knee.
It wasn’t hard to fall for me.
You stood beneath a burning tree
and hoped to rescue leaves.
I figured it’s the things I’ve done
Something about the man that I’ve become
Hey, look at all the hearts we’ve won,
these restless little thieves.
Shiver through the words I said,
they’re warmer than the ones that never left my head.
I’ve made an ocean of this bed
and now I beg you’d starve to row through it.
Well, you can let your arrows sing!
I’ve never met a man of iron skin,
but you know, archers never made good kings,
fly headfirst into everything.
I settle into heart and soul,
sell the only thing that I could never own,
we fell into these arms
and now we’ll risk our limbs to find out
who we are.
I can try to get you closer,
but I know you’d break your neck
just to see the stars.
And if we don’t dare to hold it
then this reckless, wandering love
was never ours.
Archers never made good kings,
Fly headfirst into everything
Archers never made good kings,
Fly headfirst into everything
Oh, I came in on bended knee.