Chutes Too Narrow

Called to see if your back was still aligned And your sheets were growing grass All on the corners of your bed But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves It has too much to do with me And secretly, I want bury in the yard The grey remains of a f

歌曲:Saint Simon 乐队:The Shins RLC mady by : 鬼斗鬼云 After all these implements and text designed by intellects so vexed to find evidently there's just so much that hides And though the saints DUB us divine in ancient FADING lines their sentiment is just a

An address to the golden door I was strumming on a stone again, Pulling teeth from the pimps of gore When hatched a tragic opera in my mind, And it told of a new design in which every soul is duty bound To uphold all the statutes of boredom Therein l

Untie me, I've said no vows The train is getting way too loud I gotta leave here my girl Get on with my lonely life Just leave the ring on the rail For the wheels to nullify Until this turn in my head I let you stay and you paid no rent I spent twelv

Eyeless in the morning sun you were Pale and mild, a modern girl Taken with thought, still prone to care Makin tea in your underwear You went out in the yard to find Something to eat and clear your mind Something bad inside me went away Quaking leave

She shone up bright like a knife Wearing tennis shorts made of stripes Hand in hand to the grass And we got it right (got it nice nice nice) Just a glimpse of an ankle and I react like it's 1805 And it swims to the poles just to find the right satell