Laura Gibson
postures bent
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All our
Days have
Falling, spin
Tatter, ringing
Wooden sheds
Lining up in perfect rows
Our postures bent
Oh, mine and yours
All the
Leaders
Seasons change
Burning in our cartons
Singing stories in our ears
Pulling, pulling at our wills
When we
Burn our candles down
Gather our, unions songs
Faces white with paper, reed
Loving in our frail tears
- Album:
- Empire Builder
- La Grande
- Little Red Riding Hood (EP)
- Beasts Of Seasons
- Empire Builder - Single
- Not Harmless
- The Cause
- Little Red Riding Hood
- Paste mPlayer #20
- PDX Pop Now! 2007
- Podington Bear Remixes, Volume 1
- Sing Me to Sleep: Indie Lullabies
- DECA: A HUSH 10th Anniversary
- PDX Pop Now! 2006
- Hinah Session
- If You Come To Greet Me
- Six White Horses: Blues & Traditionals, Volume 1
- Indie or Die
- Pickathon Music Festival 2009
- Pickathon Music Festival 2008