Quasi
goblins and trolls
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Goblins of memory, creeping through the door
Trolls of anxiety, crouching on the floor...
And every one was there to haunt me in my fear.
But now that you're near, I can make them disappear
Back to their lair 'til the time when you're not there.
It all spirals wrong when you lie awake 'til dawn:
A meaningless existence and a worthless little song.
Counting sheep never helped me get to sleep,
But sleep comes deep when you're with me in the sheets.
Oh, my dear, make the devils disappear.
- Album:
- Mole City
- When The Going Gets Dark
- Hot Shit!
- The Sword Of God
- Field Studies
- Featuring "Birds"
- R&B Transmogrification
- Score! 20 Years Of Merge Records
- Miscellaneous
- American Gong
- 2006-04-28: Café du Nord, San Francisco, CA, USA
- Hot Shit
- Bye Bye Blackbird
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 96: September 2001
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 4: Oktober 2001
- Sword of God
- Early Recordings
- Daytrotter Session
- NME: Annual Probe, Volume 2
- Worlds of Possibility