June Hawthorn - what we're capable of Lyrics

We were sitting in song on the edges of the steps of the court-house
You saw past the banners we spent the night painting all laid out
Smoke in the air and chalk on our clothes and gulps of cold chamomile tea
We waited burning in the sun, "no news is bad news this time," you told me
Now everyone is leaving or they've packed up their bags
Bitter, worn out and never look back
A monopolized meaning of what winning meant
Are we all tugging and tugging in self interest?
But I'll never forget what we're capable of
I'll burn my hair and you'll still love me for it
We hold hands with our own impurity
Slates of scars, burns and blood formed our divinity
We negated the war on life with alley debris
Your songs and drums resuscitated the dormant in me
But I'll never forget what we're capable of
I'll burn my hair and you'll still love me for it
Now everyone is leaving or they've packed up their bags
Bitter, worn out and never look back
Now everyone is leaving or they've packed up their bags
Bitter, worn out and never look back
Bitter, worn out and never look back (but i'll never forget)
Bitter, worn out and never look back (what we're capable of)
Bitter, worn out and never look back (i'll burn my hair)
Bitter, worn out and never look back (and you'll still love me for it)
Bitter, worn out and never look back
Bitter, worn out and never look back
Bitter, worn out and never look back
Bitter, worn out and never look back