Thursday, September 17, 2009

Coins in The Water

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

1 comment:

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

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