Ear to the ground
I sift through piles of fallen letters
Copying keys, roll down my sleeves
A part of the hanging garden of the city
Downtown the sounds of single people
Doing nothing

Nose to the wall
I follow paths of tiny fissures
Falling trapeze, the Japanese
Are watching the garden growing on an island
Surround the mound and run your fingers
Through the filings

Nose to the wall
I follow paths of tiny fissures
Falling trapeze, the Japanese
Are watching the garden growing on an island
Surround the mound and run your fingers
Through the filings

Ear to the ground
I sift through piles of fallen letters
Copying keys, roll down my sleeves
A part of the hanging garden of the city
Downtown the sounds of single people
Doing nothing


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    General CommentThe Books are so amazing. They are honestly in my opinion the most unappreciated bands around.
    Check them out if you havent they'll change your life.
    Longdistancedrunkon November 19, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthis is one of the most beautiful and complex songs around.
    hab204on July 12, 2010   Link
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    General Commentyeah it's my favorite song from thought... by far. if anyone actually knows what they're singing about we'd love to hear it
    soadfan8on March 10, 2012   Link

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