Several days a month you made
The mile to my house,
And had me do a stroll with you.
Far below a furry moon
Our purposes crossed
The weird divide
Between our kinds
The silver leaves of ailing trees
Took flights as we passed so long ago
But a short time i know.
It pleases me this memory
Has swollen up with age.
Even time can do
Good things to you.
1 | The Rifle's Spiral |
2 | Simple Song |
3 | Saint Simon |
4 | When You Notice The Stripes |
5 | Outro |
6 | Caring Is Creepy |
7 | Girl Inform Me |
8 | Eating Steyes From Elephants' Eyes |
9 | My Seventh Rib |
10 | Black Wave |