9 letras de Músicas de Bowerbirds: Baixar MP3, Significado, etc.

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  1. 1Bur Oak
    The room calls to me, says were all strung out. (And the beat we both stomp on the floor), While outside the leopard frogs sing sweetly. These are the hymns that today weve ignored. And all across the...
  2. 2In Our Talons
    And the warblers sing: deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet!. And the sparrows sing: deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet!. Through the wheels, through the wheels on the inte...
  3. 3Knives, Snakes And Mesquite
    Listen through the walls. The wave has got to break soon. Only so many nails to a room, only so much could it support. The floorboards sigh to the sway of the dance that could keep going. All night a...
  4. 4My Oldest Memory
    I cracked my knuckles, and I said grace. And gave thanks for being a hundred and still feeling amazed. Out where the waves wrestle with the dirty brine, This is a lonely place. This was a home of min...
  5. 5Northern Lights
    I don't need from you a waterfall of careless praise. and i don't need a trophy for all the games i've. played. but all i want is your eyes. in the morning as we wake. for a short while...
  6. 6Now We Hurry On
    No you're not alone, The sun pours in slow, The hinges creek, Now the sparrows know, And flash their wings. These mornings, these mornings. No you're not alone, The valley is flushed and war...
  7. 7The Ticonderoga
    Old ship, give me your hands. Im the cape that came to crush and snag you on my sands. Below the ocean, and from my point of view, You were always drinking, and drunk well before noon, And dreaming on...
  8. 8This Day
    This day is no special day. This day will see no placards given. This day will see no no dismembered limbs. Yet there buzzes a distant chainsaw. Whose sound comes in and out on the tinned wind. This d...
  9. 9Tuck The Darkness In
    Well, the light was rust, and the cold was in our knees, And our breath poured out over golden fields. Though I could not know then, We'd have but few times like these, With all the good smoke in...
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