Kathryn Williams
we dug a hole
You said
Clichés come from the truth
Of beauty that every one feels they can own
Is then truth
Being rubbed out or watered down
We dug a hole
To keep everything out of view
We dug a hole
Hoped it was big enough.
The water was like creased old leather
Lit by a bare bulb
And we talked about the swirly island waters
We dug a hole
To keep everything out of view
They dug a hole
Hoped it was big enough.
Late into the night
Through dried up popcorn and sticky carpets
Words danced upwards
To tired out lyrics
They dug a hole
To keep everything out of view
They dug a hole
Warmer than wood, old and safe (?)
Warmer than wood, old and safe (?)
Warmer than wood, old and safe (?)
- :
- Hypoxia
- Leave To Remain
- Old Low Light
- Little Black Numbers
- Dog Leap Stairs
- Miscellaneous
- Cuckoo
- Shop Window
- Exclusive Album Sampler
- Relations
- Pure Genius, Volume 2
- Q: Ultimate Songwriters
- HMV Playlist SDR08A
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 16: April 2004
- Soul to Feet
- Jasmine Hoop
- The Fade
- Over Fly Over
- Simply the Best Songwriters 2
- Café Buddha: The Cream of Lounge Cuisine