Founds total 4 songs
Turn The Bells
The market-place has nothing to sell. Left alone its awnings shiver. Wind whilstles through the wood. Fish teeth snapping in a river. Peaks puncture the sky.
Holy Ghost
You were writhing on the floor. Like a moth in molasses. Whoever taught you. To move your body like that?. . Goose pimples just vanished. Like some out of date acid.
Goldmine
To the heat of a foreign sun,. Warm my love safe in your arms.. And the choirs of the air and sea,. Spend your love to sail home to me.. I saw her blue eyes candid in the headlight - she's got a new style,.
A Place To Hide
Could I sit alone and ask about my future?. When you replied I'd just turn away. I've been searching through my books to try and find some truth. Perhaps disguise is a mysterious way?.
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