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I made a mistake
I should have never tried
I took the cake
Finished every slice
I moved away
Still playing off the fights
For every day
I share our love delight
I stare at the face
Looking through my eyes
I move at a pace
That I cannot survive
I'm hauling away
I do it all the time
Let love age
And watch it burn out and die
I woke to the sound of dogs
To the sound of distant shots and passing trucks
We woke with the mourning sound
It's the sound of distant shots and passing trucks
We woke with the mourning sound
It's the sound of distant shots and passing trucks
I own the faith
Could never have denied
This isn't a place
Where I can even try
I'm hauling away
I do it all the time
Let love age
And watch it burn out and die
We woke with the mourning sound
It's the sound of distant shots and passing trucks
We woke with the mourning sound
It's the sound of distant shots and passing trucks
We woke with the mourning sound
It's the sound of distant shots and passing trucks
- Album:
- Shields B-Sides
- Shields
- Friend (EP)
- Veckatimest
- Yellow House
- Horn Of Plenty
- Dark Was The Night
- Miscellaneous
- Friend
- Two Weeks (Fred Falke Mixes)
- Two Weeks (Fred Falke Instrumental Mix)
- Veckatimest (Deluxe Version)
- MusicNOW: 10 Years
- On a Neck, On a Spit
- On a Neck, on a Spit (radio edit)
- Bleep: The Top 100 Tracks of 2012
- Live at the World Café, Volume 35
- Yet Again
- Sleeping Ute
- Shields: Expanded