by Scott Matthews on album What The Night Delivers
Long and cold breathe the nights This sacred bin is our TV for the night, The flames swallow all that we discard. Thrown amongst the burnable Are the stories many tell to warm the eyes And the hearts
by Scott Matthews on album What The Night Delivers
Bad apple, rotten and dried You can taste the demise in the bite. No friends, you barely begun, The worm and his army's arrived. You wished the branch that grew strong Would've helped you along in th
by Scott Matthews on album What The Night Delivers
Heaven pinned a medal on your chest for bravery In the face of the fight. As you bathe another wound from the battle you lose, Your faith takes a nosedive. There's so much that we don't talk about. I
by 10,000 Maniacs on album Campfire Songs: The Popular, Obscure and Unknown Recordings
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round And in that circle I had made Were all the worlds unformed and unborn yet A volume, a sphere t
by Scott Matthews on album Miscellaneous
Transplant my heart into yours And we'll go through hell and high water Transplant my heart, gives me the kicks But we're pumping like machinery All this change Clean incision to the brain Baby, cut
by Benjamin Gibbard on album Former Lives
He's been waking all through the night Pacing around in the moonlight Because these same dreams won't let him be The cameras photographs everything That he's been burying down beneath And sho
by Scott Matthews on album Gallantry’s Favorite Son
Today is your birthday And it's got me thinking About the passing of time What it means to be alive It may seem like a mystery But a friendship with history Kinda makes sense of why I try F
by Scott Matthews on album Miscellaneous
Little bird on the high wire Wish you would content to offend Peck a kiss upon my shoulder Leave a mark and make me better If you take half your most I swear to you I will cut my past habits And the
by Scott Matthews on album Gallantry’s Favorite Son
They break our ties And tell us that our thoughts are lies Because we know there's nothing on the other side Called hell And they can't seem to keep us down They break our lovely necks because
by Scott Matthews on album Gallantry’s Favorite Son
Today is the first day Of another life It may be just as tragic But at least it's mine Without your lies And the prize That's been handed down From the devil to his only child I won't cry I w
by Scott Matthews on album Gallantry’s Favorite Son
I'm a little black bird nestled in the dark you tell me there's and outside world hurricanes and sparks I'm a little black bird Nestled In your palm You tell me there's an outside World I'm
by Scott Matthews on album Gallantry’s Favorite Son
I've made a hole I put you in And for a time It looked like I'd win But that holes a home There's no change in time And I'm the tomb As when you were mine And now what we've made Will Fray
by Scott Matthews on album Gallantry’s Favorite Son
On the way down I can't help remembering A taste in his mouth My sweet reassuring As trust turns to dust Guess I'll be ignoring you now He's on the way out All love sick hypodermics All his
by Bright Eyes on album Cassadaga
Shrill as a choir of children Urgent like the first day of May False and inflatable feeling Tugs at my senses Big as the Macy's Parade One brick on top of another Such is the measure of man P
by Scott Matthews on album Gallantry’s Favorite Son
For some it seems a mistake For me it's a way of life To resign to the wait For something to shed a light For the path to be clear And common sense to replace the fear For the tables to turn
by Scott Matthews on album Miscellaneous
I walk a tight rope And live with a high hope That somehow we still feel the same Through this catastrophe It's quietly telling me Welcome first that word again I don't care if the world's upside do