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id empty my pockets, id beg for you. id bite off the tip of my tongue without a sound. from the inside of the mural i call for you, with a thimbles touch to the cold wood brush. i wander each night as it comes without a sound. eyes in the darkness, strung beneath the leaves. they got eyes in the darkness. drift through the reeds. just take my call, love. ive emptied my pockets. ive bled for you. ive strummed down the tips of my thumbs, without a sound. from the inside of the mural i call for you as a fallowed husk in the cold, dead dust. i wander each night as it comes without a sound. lookin at eyes in the darkness, strung beneath the leaves. they got eyes in the darkness. drift through the reeds. just take my call, love
- Album:
- Time Stamp
- Count The Rings
- Such Fun
- Wet Zoo EP
- Big Zeus
- Miscellaneous
- Be He Me
- Sweet Sister (EP)
- Annuals / Manchester Orchestra
- Brother
- This Is Indie Rock, Volume Three
- Git Got
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 144: December 2006
- Frelen Mas: Be He Me B-Sides EP
- Daytrotter Session
- Daytrotter Session (encore)
- Chrysalis Music Group USA SXSW 2009 Sampler
- LSTN #1
- Virgin Recommends, Volume 22
- 2007-02-21: WOXY.com Lounge Act