
Date of issue: 12.05.2018
Record label: Super-Sonic Jazz
Song language: English
Swords Of Gold |
There’s a lone cry occasionally |
The sun was shining along the steep edge of my bed |
The covers are all undone but nobody lies in them |
Waiting to be warmed, waiting to be warmed |
And the floor is covered with sprawled suitcases, and sealed cardboard boxes |
Floor is freshly waxed |
But the cases, and the boxes, are not yet unpacked |
And I can no longer tell whether I am about to stay or to depart again |
Depart again |
Depart again |
Name | Year |
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Color Of Anyhow | 2018 |
My Old Rag Or The Hysterical Virgin | 2018 |
Ghost House | 2018 |
Complainin' Blues | 2018 |