Buffalo (Alt-J)

Breathe on me my buffalo Your eye warms to a warning Of a death without words I am ill After swallowing cups of pride Inside it paints me With the bitterness I loathe For the future tributes Of Thom Sonny Green Breathe on me my buffalo Your eye warms to a warning Of a death without words I am ill After swallowing cups of pride Inside it paints me With the bitterness I loathe For the future tributes Of Thom Sonny Green The buffalo from buffalo Who are buffaloed by the buffalo From buffalo Buffalo are the buffalo from buffalo And all's above lay Pay tribute to the future death Of our Thom Sonny Green