Papercuts
psychic friends
Sit, it's December twenty-first,
Can't get no worse
The colors since you all dispersed
Here, on the shortest of days
I got lost in the haze
Of old memories
I keep thinking that somehow
I'll reach you at last
I'll open the curtains
And see you through the glass
Sit, do you remember when
We got high at Disneyland
And said we were psychic friends?
Still, this sociopathic prince
Has been coming around again
But the rest moves to the Styx
I keep thinking that somehow
I'll reach you at last
I'll open the curtains
And see you through the glass
I keep thinking that somehow
I'll reach you at last
I'll open the curtains
And see you through the glass
- :
- Life Among the Savages
- Fading Parade
- You Can Have What You Want
- Miscellaneous
- SXSW 2005 Showcasing Artists
- Mockingbird
- Mockingbird (Deluxe Edition)
- Fading Parade (Bonus Track Version)
- Sub Pop Terminal Sales, Volume 4: Please to Enjoy
- Do What You Will
- Air France Music, Vol. 2
- "Do What You Will" b/w "Thoughts on Hell"
- 23 This Year: The Sub Pop Amazon Sampler
- Paste Sampler 141
- Still Knocking at the Door
- Daytrotter Session
- Rolling Stone: New Noises, Volume 94
- If I Were A Carpenter: Spunk Sampler May 09
- Mojo Presents: New Harvest
- Sing Me to Sleep: Indie Lullabies