The arrows point to cities and show us all credentials.
We know the connection's not so civilized.
We know the corrections are so scrutinized.
The flying alabaster, the singer's falsettos and verses.
We know that you told us indiscreetly.
Indiscreetly.
It's the medicine of community.
1 | Covered Up In Mines |
2 | In Such Crooked Time |
3 | Breathe Deep Not Loud |
4 | Blisters May Come |
5 | Rock and Roll Eyes |
6 | Most Everyone Will Find |
7 | All Your Farewells |