Cash
de tired soul
I remember every detail of it
The smells of the orange grove
Your dress and the way it hung upon you
The look that was in your eyes
At that time in the day the sun was weary
And that weariness bled to us
With your hands you could steady any vessel
And those hands wiped the blood from me
We are not the lions of the daylight
We are more like wolves in dead of night
We are more the raven in the schoolyard
Than all the larks about to sing
I remember calm before this chaos
The sound as the coffee boiled
In the clear cup I watch the sugar melting
In the stillness a nagging thought
Más canciones de tired soul
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All The Same
just part of life
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Am I Real?
Remnants Of My Past
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Ashes In The Rain
Remnants Of My Past
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Can't Touch Me
Remnants Of My Past
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Devil King
Remnants Of My Past
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Don't Let Me Go
Remnants Of My Past
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Insane
Remnants Of My Past
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Job Title
just part of life
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just part of life
just part of life
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just part of life (Slowed + Reverb)
just part of life
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just part of life (Sped Up)
just part of life
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Let It Be
just part of life
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Meant It
just part of life
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Say So
just part of life
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Secrets
Remnants Of My Past
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Several Months
just part of life
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So Cold, So Numb.
Remnants Of My Past
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The Fall Of Adam
Remnants Of My Past
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Wholesome
just part of life
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Xistential Dread
Remnants Of My Past