letra de fresh flowers - jacksonport
lightning strikes, thunderbolts in the night
and the helicopters sway across santa monica bay
everyone’s afraid
handmade signs, instructions for curbside wine
thoughts of gta, who’d notice anyway?
should we get out, or should we stay?
i find myself holding fresh flowers
having sourdough kisses in the golden hour
sunflower suede and a mourning dove
a bed left unmade, always in reach of the one i love
i find myself holding fresh flowers
what’s there to say? no work to be found today
no more work to lose. just half a bottle of booze and a sky of blue
i find myself holding fresh flowers
having sourdough kisses in the golden hour sunflower suede and a mourning dove
a bed left unmade, always in reach of the one i love
i find myself holding fresh flowers
letras aleatórias
- letra de giant jack's theme - dionysos
- letra de everything - primary weapon
- letra de anymore - atmosphere
- letra de zvuk ulice - svi na pod
- letra de touchdabeef - cam kirkham
- letra de paradise on earth - maximilian hecker
- letra de full force gale - elvis costello
- letra de le columbarium - pierre lapointe
- letra de baby blue - paul butterfield
- letra de she wanna bite - mashbeatz