letra de gary condit - cymbals eat guitars
we went and left the dog on the highway median
glaring sky to map microbial floaters against
but it grew dark as we sat ‘hind a car that wouldn’t let us p-ss
the child in the back wouldn’t quit waving her doll’s arm
i said “from the age of six this boy did not want to live”
the p-ssing of time hasn’t changed your dad’s pained expression
i felt our diners and our movie theaters in poisoned nighttimes
intumescent and crawling
nonlocalized awakenings
memory’s strange abbreviation
in that other time before i knew you
my parents fell asleep bathed in wavering blue
some breathing dogwood trees lined the street
swaying white and pink
carpeting the canopied hall
the shared nightmare of your shut room on a rail
through the absence in the morning
hole in histories
we made for some show
pulled off to the side when rain came prismatic, spreading the headlights
then you drove me home
is it t–th-shaking polyphony, grace, and completion?
or nothing?
letras aleatórias
- letra de everytime - zechariah
- letra de judy - rick james
- letra de ален делон (alen delon) - the sweater
- letra de world infamous - wii
- letra de going crazy (feat. rahale b.) - dougie jay
- letra de utshani obulele (zulu version) - johnny clegg
- letra de š.ï.ã - beastbøy.
- letra de brand new day - exzac change & iyzlow matisse
- letra de difícil (mexe-me esse...) - gutto
- letra de half awake - jake gosling