Long About Now by The Fatima Mansions Lyrics

Long about now she's heading home
Black from the rain, burnt to the ground
Her ashes will rise
Black butterflies flapping at my windowpane

She'll want to rest with my desire
All the way to the end
Lighting my skies all up inside again
[Limping?] summer

Long about now she's heading home
[Drown in?] the games that steal man
Long about now she'll shrug and sigh
And meet me again