Keaton Henson - Epilogue

Here's to me I'm on the edge of my seat Bound to fall But I'm hoping you fall into me

Here's to us Here's to the ties that I've cut Along the way Here's to the eyes that I've shut

Here's to my soul Here's to the weight of my gold Here's to the words that I've sold Here's to the cold deep in my bones

Here's to my door Here's to records that no one would pay for Songs that I wrote and got laid for Here's to the floor Here's to the floor

Here's to my rent Here's to the money I've spent on Trying to do what I'm bent on Trying to breathe...