Song | Storm Corrosion |
Artist | Storm Corrosion |
Album | Storm Corrosion |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Someone is calling her shorewards | |
Much like horses | |
Raising dogs will sing to me | |
Hold back the tears in my comfort | |
We move forwards | |
In these pauses the storm corrodes | |
Maps of a lift to the scaffold | |
On a nursery floor | |
Begs aloud not to stay | |
Cut from the stone in the quarry | |
This old friend of mine | |
In his silence the storm corrodes | |
Passed on the second hand slips outwards | |
Born in the curve the song drips endless | |
Thrown out the boy believes in secret | |
Grown up the dogs begin to reach it |