Lyrics Deerhounds - the HIATUS

Deerhounds

Frost in the morning
Dog barking
Emptied the trash
Lit my cig
Licking my lips
Still tastes like oatmeal
Licking my lips
Still tastes like oatmeal
Pristine chant in the remote cay echoes
The histories and the stories that are never spoken
My empty soul is screaming out
I’m staring out in the world of pandemonium
Back in the days
Hands on deck
Struck in my head
I don’t know why
Licking my lip
Still tastes like your lip
Licking my lip
Still tastes like your lip
Pristine chant in the remote cay echoes
The histories and the stories that are never spoken
My empty soul is screaming out
Just staring out in the world of pandemonium
As I come down from the up above
I know the ones are gone from here
Uncrowned life
A westbound sign
I saw deerhounds running wild again
Again
Again
Again