Brasstronaut
Six Toes
Your love is like an ancient sinour instincts often lieto dying dreams that stink of ginand offer no repliesThe shapes that used to shift and movebefore your sleeping eyeshave all but gone and disappearedinto your stormy mindRestmy childstopnowRestmy childthe end is nearA crucified mancan't be attachedto anything elseErnest we knowyou haven't done a bad thingLetras de cancionesbut we won't tell no one Clearly something changedcause in that way we met in crab park on that coldand that snowy december dayso I said nothingand you said nothingand we decided to goour separate ways again
From Letras Mania