Kind Of Like Spitting
26 is too soon
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cradled in the arms of a
dream, i sit on my bed and sing. tonight has given a new
soul to the grave. i've
screamed and crowed, but it
won't let go. what if i try
all my life, and i still
can't get it right? plug the
same three songs from twenty
years ago. when the morning
comes to find me by the
window, my breathing will be
the only sound, and hope will
be the world revolving. hope
i'm not enjoying this wrong.
- Album:
- Professional Results (1999-2014)
- The Thrill Of The Hunt
- Learn: The Songs Of Phil Ochs
- In The Red
- One Hundred Dollar Room
- Bridges Worth Burning
- You Secretly Want Me Dead
- Old Moon In The Arms Of The New
- Nothing Makes Sense Without It
- Miscellaneous
- $100 Room
- Flag: A Hush Records Primer
- Insound Tour Support Series, Volume 14
- Slightest Indication of Change
- Kind of Like Spitting
- Suburban Home Distribution Spring 2002 Sampler
- A Label Sampler
- Less
- Home EP, Volume 1
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 105: September 2002