Eric Matthews
gilded cages
Lose who you are
Go by water or sands so far
My senses take all leave
Shut unseen, aware, yet bleed
Sun sure, I can see
It is only pinned on top of me
Halsey may, she groans that way
Come away, come away, come
To my land of kicks for free
To my land of kicks for free, for free, free
War in the heart
Splinters innocence, so many parts
My senses take all leave
No want or greed, I'm soon to leave
Since her I've perceived
So little reason, no bitter seed
If you love her, you'll believe
Someone sinister, sister weave
For the queens of twisted easts
Falling shakes late Christmas Eve
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- Miscellaneous
- Grooves, Volume Twelve
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 50: October 1997
- Fanfare
- Mojo Presents: Sub Pop 300!
- The Imagination Stage
- Alternative Distribution Alliance: USADA Choice Cuts
- That Virtua Feeling: Sub Pop and Sega Get Together
- Sub Pop 101
- 20 From 20
- Caroline Now! The Music of Brian Wilson and the Beach Boys
- Ave Marina: Ten Years of Marina Records
- Caroline Now! - The Songs of Brian Wilson and the Beach Boys