
Date of issue: 09.10.2006
Song language: English
Deer Lodge |
Stop this sitting on an overdressed feeling. |
On a morning come down it |
seems so unfitting. |
Be caught in a waste lite only by me in this into |
the sea. |
An early malnourished. |
False in misplacement of dry eyes show |
to much of me. |
Coming or am I going? |
The city lights too bright to |
save me or be seen. |
Hum me along. |
Take me these where it seems fit. |
At least you’re in then out. |
You come around and I use my mouth. |
It’s a slow build and you’ve built it well. |
The eyes shot a perfect pitch. |
It’s all in the distance. |
All in the time and time moves slow. |
It’s not in the moment because moments they lapse. |
But this will stay here |
with me. |
Dropped, picked it up, and put it back down. |
You’ve seen the low times. |
You’re the fine line. |
You’re the sky, ground, wind, pillow |
and sheet. |
Mouth speech clicking clocks. |
In a moment of absence alone |
on a mattress in an old room. |
Despite any distance, moment or instance. |
You know you’re here with me. |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Cavity Carousel | 2008 |
Briggs | 2008 |
Long and Lonely Step | 2008 |
Lead Beater | 2008 |
Prince Squid | 2008 |
Red Line Season | 2008 |
Woolen Heirs | 2008 |
Seven Curtains | 2008 |
Lucifer | 2008 |
Ethric Double | 2008 |