It's a catastrophe!
and I can see that people are divided
and there are mysteries in the air that sound so familiar.
there are guns, there are knives, there are cigarettes
an unpleasant smell of sex and money.
people forget themselves and ravage like they're sick
but its a dark night baby, let's go
I'll give you an eye for an eye and i swear I'll take good care
just take them both. In your palms I'll try not to stare
Oh it's a miracle!
at least we know who we are
and we will never forget the grey houses we loved.
and you know that I'll...
This sound is a present of image
and these are our pile of colours
we're going to town,
all the signs will be ripped from the ground
we took our time,
but it's easy to get lost in the absence of sound
released December 22, 2014
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