Salt and cloves in your bag
stretching into the darkness.
Behind your eyes there was found.
A holy ground.
You can move out to the country side,
when your spirits broken there's nowhere to hide
you just roll on your side.
Hold the rag to your grief.
Will the hillow that trembles,
for a life that was brief,
set fires in the grumbles.
You can move out to the country side,
when your spirits broken there's nowhere to hide
you just roll on your side.
Thanks to nathalie rose for correcting these lyrics
1 | Dogwood Blossom |
2 | Be Good Or Be Gone |
3 | Snowy Atlas Mountains |
4 | Cowshed |
5 | St. Anthony's Fire |
6 | After The Fall |
7 | The Gouldings |
8 | Midnight Ferry Crossing |
9 | Change The Locks |
10 | The End Of History |