Founds total 13 songs
The End Of History
I feel your sorrow chasing tomorrow. There is no distance in your absence. If you call the monsters they will appear. Like I disappear Blackout. There is resistance behind enemy lines.
The Underwood Typewriter
The roots are deep below ground. I like to walk with you in the evening. Up the hill and back down. I watch the mail boat from the clearing. . My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you.
Noah (ghost In A Sheet)
There's nobody out there, it's just the noise of the wind. There's nobody out there and nobody getting in. I hope that happiness finds its way to your little house.
Put A Penny In The Slot
I apologize,. Seem to have arrived,. On what items in my bag from your house.. There's cutlery,. A tablecloth, some Hennessy,. And a book on Presidents deceased..
Snowy Atlas Mountains
We came down by the factory. industrial yards where my father did work. When I was a boy, I went too far. I lost the thread in the darkest of space. If I become antique, you collect me.
The Cowshed
I still see you as a baby, I do. Climbing onto the stage in front of the school. High strung. The cat got your tongue. The spotlight came out. You'd been strung.
Hunters Map
They're biting at your heels. Country lanes lead to fields. Who was that fox caught in that trap?. Laid with hunters map. . When the cloud rolls back, back, back.
Bunker Or Basement
Wait your turn. You always go for the jugular. Like a juggernaut. Spinning off the asphalt. We wait around pacing round this table. You arrive on time to help us lift the trophy.
Hey Rabbit
Hey rabbit, you've had it. Your fingers are in the coin disposal. Hey, worm, you're tunneling out. You would not listen to their proposal. . The springs in the mattress.
Black Water Child
Down here underneath the microscope,. it's hard to cope.. don't hide your face in your hands,. 'cause if your eyes play tricks,. it's outta my control..
Be Good Or Be Gone
If you happen to read this, Rose was born. Child actress, on the fifth day of the snow. Be good or be gone. Be good or be, be gone. . The range is staggering, movement and timing.
100 Acres Of Sycamore
We'll go to knuckle to knuckle, or buckle against buckle,. Your nostrils will flare as you push out the air,. Rise up, Brother,. Rise up from the trappings of flesh and holdings of skin,.
Abacus
The grass is screaming long. Midnight cars roll past. I've been chasing your room. While the summer lasts. . So count it on your fingers. If we got it wrong.
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