Sparklehorse

Chaos of the Galaxy/Happy Man if i had if i had more more would be laid at your feet if you give me just a little smile the dogs on my trail wouldn't drag me back to jail i woke up in a horse's stomach upon a foggy morning his eyes were crazy and he

In clusters we move through a farm Somewhere far off the thunder roaring And the fortune teller has fixed her sweetly eyes on my child Sometimes I climb high up in a tree And let the wind blow in my face Sometimes I leave my cares lying in piles Some

Without you last night Fireworks show bright And i almost lost my mind Yes i almost lost my mind In the traffic jam Sweating big for cans And i almost lost my mind Yes i almost lost my mind For the queue last night Fireworks show bright And i almost

stayed up all night with the bugs in the bright and the air turned cold and black turtle trapped on its back I'm waiting for nothing waiting for nothing I'm waiting for nothing I'm waiting for nothing rising from the earth measuring our worth and the

Most Beautiful Widow in Town we were both standing in your mother's living room sweating up a storm in that terrible month of June and the sweat rolled down your cheek and into your mouth I knew this must've been a dream 'cos your mother would never

with rocks in my dress and smoke in my hair I walked into a lake to get some sleep down in there won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? With minnows in my belly and dank in my veins the breath-robbin' lightning was making diamond

The Ghost of His Smile he don't get out much these days but i wouldn't call him lazy he sees the dawn sneak into the room and knows the dogs will be up soon and we thought that he was doing alright as the sun chased down another night and days careen

you wish, yeah! all you've got to do is look in the sky and wish you might see his face in the clouds or relaxing in a spirit ditch he's been known to sleep on piles of dry leaves abandoned on october lawns sometimes he awakens with spiders on his ey

Spirit Ditch I want my records back And that motorcycle gas tank That i, spraypainted black The owls have been talking to me But i'm sworn to secrecy I woke up in A burnt out basement Sleeping with Metal hands In a spirit ditch The moon it will rise

Gasoline Horseys the flowers of evil you left at my door set 'em in a broken glass and tasted my own blood yes your hair looks beautiful today gasoline horses will take us away they charge forth with firey manes and bellies full of clocks four ton de

there's something going on around here I could not crawl back if I tried I couldn't wait around I couldn't wait another second something going on around here I left my baby on the side of the highway she just couldn't see things my way someday I will

you are you are my daisy you're my lullaby come sun up my dogs will fade to honeysuckle and clear moonshine she was she was my black earth and the fire in my spine her magnetic waves gave birth i was the one who loved you most but you can't put your

Your face is like the sun sinking into the ocean Your face is like watching flowers growing in fast motion All your kisses are swallowed, like the mornings that hollows All vines and tree nuts will come unwound baby you are my sunshine, my sunshine,

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The roof is leaking rust Disintegrates and dust I shot a man on Sunday Now I'm a fugitive on Monday Yeah, oh we're In the dry The sheriff on my trail To escort me to jail With bloodhounds fat and unhealthy I may be cornered but I'm wealthy Yeah, oh w

the toothless kiss of skeletons and the summer hail I'm the king of nails I drink my liquor from the palm of a child who spoke in tongues and smelled like sun give all your leaves to the ghosts in the trees to sink or to shine the nails are all mine

Cow Sparklehorse lyric:小达学摇滚 saint of barges queen of nails sparkling drumsets murders of crows metal teeth of carousels lighting cigars on electric chairs buildings are rooks nature's a vice rattle of diesels snakes eating their own tails pretty gir

once i was a big old bear reigning blows on sparkly snares in the woods after the snow the white noise witch her hammers cold rest beneath the pine and rose in our suits and Sunday clothes cheer up my brother it's going to be alright i know your hear

a flock of knives cut the sky and buried in my black eyes and the clouds they bled in my head and autumn rain soaked the dry beds and the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives the knives of summertime, summertime the knives of summertime, summ

to wake not swallowed by willows half eaten by widows a new day's begun smile cos nothing here matters the spiders get fatter explode into the sun oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon it's not so hard oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon it's not so hard it's not so har