lost in colors
painted with silver dice
printed on fading sheets
with yellows, greys and whites
harmonies couldn't get you to say
your voice always carrying
you further from my own
think of me
I know you'll always feed
the buoy that's out to sea
guiding me to your deep deep deep
maplebees
kept themn from stinging me
they hovered around my tree
and about your trembling leaves
but oh, oh, oh you kept the door open
your long dark silouette
flushed to the frame
the flattery of young women
can keep a man hoping
but nothing could compare to you calling my name
think of me
gaslights and silver streams
shadows and arteries
that bleed from your heart back to me
painted with silver dice
printed on fading sheets
with yellows, greys and whites
your voice always carrying
you further from my own
I know you'll always feed
the buoy that's out to sea
guiding me to your deep deep deep
kept themn from stinging me
they hovered around my tree
and about your trembling leaves
your long dark silouette
flushed to the frame
the flattery of young women
can keep a man hoping
but nothing could compare to you calling my name
gaslights and silver streams
shadows and arteries
that bleed from your heart back to me
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I can't believe no one has commented on this song. This is the best one on Tin Fist. I can't even fathom a guess on what this is about, though.
you should hear it on their "live" album.