Horse Feathers piosenki

There was the thinnest wind dying away, It's so cold inside you go. It's where you mean to stay, night and day. It won't leave or wane, Everyday was born the same. Your starving for sure, Your searching for words, The last thing you heard: You...

The Columbia to the Puget Sound, From the peak of Hood right to the ground, Not and inch was dry, and every month's the same, Winter rains are coming to drown the coastal range, From Manzanita on towards Young's Bay, The clouds are rolling in heavier each...

Painless ghosts, of which she knows, the smell in her clothes, the smell in her nose. There's blood on the snow. Bring your love, it's on your tongue, it's on your roads, and in your toes. There's blood on the snow. Tuesday's violence, we're alone...

Lover of things, won't you agree how the winter could bring the darkest spring? With hell on your face, dirt on the walls in the back of the place, you grew and complained. Father of three, won't you believe, that the ones in between, the ones tha...

Viscious are the mouthes she tastes. Wicked are the vowes she breaks. Leaving all her luck to haste. Leaving all her luck to waste. All these things in a box, where she goes she lays. Leaving all these men tonight, leaving all these boys to fight. Leav...

They move, they touch. Perhaps too much. They love to sing, only to be seen. They are cross 'cause they are clean. They are grave 'cause they are green. By tongue, by teeth. By fist or feet. There's two on the nose, it's bloodied and broke. I hid to se...

Lady, you fondle then fight, tonight. By tomorrow you should grow. Hades, the place you reside tonight. By tomorrow we should know. It's likely you will lie as your tongue will taste the sky. Like it was once. And maybe, you will bruise as you fall r...

Boys, they've got wicked things on their minds. Before the father said you're toein' the line. Like a finch on Saturday, sin with wings. Give your tongue to God, on Sunday sing. It all seems fine. These things are off your mind. Remember we're born to die...

Stalling, stalling, the hardwood of pews is calling. We want this news. Lovely ladies make pretty babies, it's true. That woman's not you. Take your body and clothes to places he won't go. Your life as you know is hopeless, it'll happen too slow. Oh,...

Bound in blue, they wind into a love some would say is grand in its making. Worms may sing, that from beneath their graves, they're found embracing. Some might say love without touching. Bones may break, parts keep on bleeding. God loves honest doubters...

There are things you tend to say when you're alone. There are tones you tend to take when you're at home. Let me be that thorn, thistle, or key. Let me prove you'll unlock just for me. It's in your eyes we fail to even try. It's in our blood to watch each...

The wall breaks on the phone if at all, if you call. A hole from which to see your head, if words are dead. Some things always stay the same. How you looked wet from all the rain. Like lavender the smell of your hair, silly errs postponing your despair...

Mother's sick. She's gone mad. A daughter's tricked, she's been had. Life just don't always fold up neat. Sadness will come in different sheets. As blue eyes state, on your father's face, hides some grace. All those years your youth has stole. How your...

Unruly type of sun, willing to spare no one From the plains up to the peaks This heat's stealing faith from the weak Amidst the burning breeze from the ground up through the trees I hear the birds complain about the lack of the rain And it's not the sa...

walking and running sucking and fucking at your will you want to bait us now entertain us 'til you're through it'd appear that you must take broken bones and hearts, that's your fate you want to bait us now entertain us 'til you're through walking and runnin...