Chris Bathgate
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It's the last lighted seam of a dreamy week
Forgive your solemn day
I twiddle my thumbs at the rag I've become
And wait for the world within
Cause all I need is the night as me steed and a kiss to serve as my shield
Cause it's comfort and ease on evenings like these that turn all my poisons prose
Well it's strange and divine with my hand on your spine
It's a secret that keeps me from sinnin'
For each dreamy week I'll jostle my drink and stumble towards Seraphim
Cause it's beautiful sights that soften my eyes
And my darling you're one tonight
- Album:
- Old Factory EP
- A Detailed Account Of Three Dreams
- Miscellaneous
- Salt Year
- Old Factory
- Throatsleep
- Auld Lang Syne
- Serpentine (Radio Edit)
- Serpentine
- A Cork Tale Wake
- Paste mPlayer #7
- Wait, Skeleton.
- Poor Eliza
- The Asheville Squints
- No Silver
- Silence Is For Suckers
- Folk Music for the End of the World
- Now Hear This! February 2008
- Ioda SXSW Opening Day Bash Sampler 2008
- SXSW 2008 Showcasing Artists