Horse Feathers
nearly old friends
Disgusting speed,
For every word a dirty deed,
And so they say,
Take a week or month,
But you need more than a day.
For it to go away,
But it couldn't be,
What it never was.
No war was waged,
a year in silence,
No penance paid.
With a dirty tongue,
Something wicked's bound,
To this way come.
Then we'll see,
If we both have to crawl from the bottom
It's there we meet.
Eye to eye and bent on some bedlam.
The coast was clear,
Turned out to be a cynic's year.
With a dirty tongue,
Something wicked's bound,
To this way come.
- :
- So It Is With Us
- Thistled Spring
- Paste mPlayer #42
- Fit Against the Country
- Cynic’s New Year
- Drain You
- Drain You b/w Bonnet of Briars - Digital 45
- Drain You / Bonnet of Briars
- Drain You b/w Bonnet of Briars 7 inch
- Words Are Dead
- House With No Home
- Kill Rock Stars 2008 Sampler
- Cascades
- Kill Rock Stars Best Sampler Ever
- Paste Magazine Sampler #63: June 2010
- PDX Pop Now! 2006
- Paste Magazine Sampler #48: November 2008
- 20 Years of Kill Rock Stars
- Cascades 7"
- Pickathon Music Festival 2007