A porcupine
Crawling out from inside of your mind
Like you growing a crown of thorns
But you're no messiah
You think more like a spider
'cause guilty hearts beat upside down
Silver hubcaps replcaed your eyes
As you went spinning on a daydream down
Forgiving the road every inch for miles
If your tyres survive
You know your heart will explode
And if this song was a sponge
Soaked in your blood
Well then I guess the story would be told
A fateful day
You became a spider
As I fed you blood from my nose
Now you're just like me
| 1 | In the sun |
| 2 | Honey and the Moon |
| 3 | You Are Free |
| 4 | Coast Of High Barbary |
| 5 | Invisible Hands |
| 6 | History |
| 7 | Stumble And Pain |
| 8 | You're so true |
| 9 | Temporary People |
| 10 | Hold On Dear |