Typhoon
firewood
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I went out to the neighborhood
I was looking for some firewood
I stole into a strangers home
And strange, still, became my own
I fell for mantle photographs
Some distant vacation, some greener grass
A wife in white dress, myself in black
O little ghosts, ghosts, my future heart attacks
At night I press the window-pane
And set my lens across the lane
Reflected room, oh refracted flame
That is my home, home,
That is where I came from
It's time I travel back to youth
To tell the life that's false from the life that is true
And if I borrowed love for you
I will pay my debts, I will start anew
- Album:
- Enter The Typhoon
- Live At The Crystal Ballroom
- Lobi Da Basi
- White Lighter
- A New Kind Of House (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- Young Fathers
- Dreams Of Cannibalism
- Dreams of Cannibalism – Single
- Prosthetic Love (Piano Version)
- Prosthetic Love (Piano) 7”
- Thinking About You
- Hunger and Thirst
- The Honest Truth
- A New Kind of House
- Overflow
- Common Sentiments
- Paste Sampler 106
- Paste Sampler 121
- Veronica Mars (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)