: Amongst the goods and high explosives men women and children make their way accross the woods where the troll lives who never sees the light of day
: Well I got pure hearts to get to you all they shine brighter than the stars above I hope you know what you do when you're turning your back on my love
: And see the flacker birds black as your appartment is at night take off when my dog comes a-running to bite And as they sit on their branches to watch
: This summer's riding for a fall recess is over, I heard the call I still want to write it on the wall This summer's riding for a fall others will come
: I think I'd rather wait for the winter to come I never make a move when I'm out in the sun I'll be ready to forgive your foolish mistake When the water
: On the bus back from Bristol, we talked about death And we talked about a friend that I'd spent some time with Once or twice a year We got to your
: I stood so proud on top of the cliff my knees were hard, my legs were stiff the sun wept me but I didn't feel it an ant was climbing up my heel, it
: He switched to bavarian when he spoke to her a good sign that they really knew each other but the weather and the music were bad so we sticked to the
: (Instrumental)
: And so the girl's goes Hey what's going one what don't you sing a song And I'm like,ohh here's a song i wrote from a new album i wrote it when i miss
: I had to leave you in Galway but i think about you every day in the morning and in the afternoon I wish that i could see you soon and when i heard
: Now that I have everything all I have to do is bring it all to you maybe you will understand maybe you will take my hand and fall, fall for it too
: 1e couplet: I feel a little strange Feels like i'll never get my shit Together 27 and I'm fucked Well it's ten years from teenage And that's a freaking
: do, do, do do do, do do, do, do do do, do do, do do do do do Oh, when you call me weird names and make all kinds of weird faces when you drive
: (w/ spencer chakedis) you were talking to me and looking at a monkey feeding a monkey fruit and bread you know what: everybody dies in august, when
: (w/ the flower choir ensemble) show me where i have to go 'cause i'm not sure right now like climbing up bedford was such a piece of cake todayand
: My friends kill my folks in front of me my friends kill my folks and they're not even sorry they say the line is thick between crying and crying they
