The summer was out of sight. We couldn't sleep at night. Shadows were closing in. Back in the dark again. Basement we didn't own. Cut off the telephone.
What'chu lookin' at?. 747 come 11 to bust. Somebody take me home, I wanna live in lust. When trust is low and stakes are high. That's all I ever did in Denver was die.
Winter. . ( The fall Cover / Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One LP ). . Entrances uncovered. Street signs you never saw. All entrances delivered.