Coins in the water fill it up, it ain't enough
Dreams untouched
But not forgotten means so much, means so much
it's in my blood
Take no Quarter keep in touch, friends in arms singing songs
Like a record in my head, I'm not dead, I'm not dead
Ten Cities lay dormant the concrete caves, the people stay
Inside warm bright bright screen
Comfort me, come for me
There's a record in my head
Telling me that I'm not dead
Like an old junkyard dog
Im pleased to stay in my own backyard
Mama put me in your bed
I'll go to sleep in your head
Twist up the limbs we keep
Come for me comfort me
Flying rabbit says I'm wrong
Should be out there hunting songs
100 hundred Hawks weigh down a tree
So wrapped around the safety of your arms I keep
There ain't no shelter in the street


lame comment here - I like the faded white on the first song lyrics - can you do that for the second?
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