In a world of tails
Iâd be among the true
In a world of truth
Honey, Iâd die to be you
On darkened highways
Trying to beat sleep to the Grapevine
You lay defeated
As I stayed between the lines
And though I really havenât known you for that long
Iâve read all that youâve written and danced to your song
And we listened over and over
To the highway kind
Though sexâd left our bodies
It surely hadnât left our minds
why canât I love this woman?!
I walked off alone
Like weâd been doing for years
Without us knowing
And though I really havenât known you for that long
Iâve read all that youâve written and danced to your best song
The aim of movement to hit that scent and sound
But some words just seem to miss you all year around
- :
- The Pitcher
- Introducing The Past
- Songs from a two room chapel
- The Rough And Rynge
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 8: Oktober 2002
- Live at Södra Teatern, Stockholm
- Faya
- Drunken Hands
- Portugal
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 24: September 2005
- I Saw Her From Here / I Saw Here From Her
- Alternative Moments
- Rolling Stone: Rare Trax, Volume 54: Discover America
- Rolling Stone: New Noises, Volume 57
- Acoustic 07
- Cowboys in Scandinavia: The New Folk Sounds From Northern...
- Una americana en París - Fargo Records
- Mission Hall Sessions