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mr pine live at the troubadour
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An icicle feast for my watery eyes;
lacing, swirling and floating.
An ice castle for us to live in, come on,
we're holding hands under our palace of snow.
Soft hushed breath it goes in and out, in and out
Frost tracing the window pane up and down, up and down.
Pale blue frosted cakes for us to feed on,
bright eyes always shining always glowing.
Icicles hanging from our fingertips.
Soft hushed breath it goes in and out, in and out
Frost tracing the window pane up and down, up and down
Follow the crystal air to the snowflake village
where people made of gumdrops greet you;
Merry mornings Mr. Pine.
- Album:
- Currents
- Deep Space (EP)
- The Valley
- Fire Kite (EP)
- Combinations
- Room Noises (2005)
- Room Noises
- Laughing City (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- A Special Style Of Music For You
- Austin City Limits Music Festival: 2005
- Combinations (bonus disc)
- Combinations (International Version)
- Defeatist
- Like The Actors
- Golly Sandra
- Paste Sampler 94
- Equal Vision Records 2013 Summer Sampler
- Currents (Single)
- Currents (Deluxe Edition)