Radical Face
along the road
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There, along the road, was a tiny home
The yard held dead machines behind its fences
Like they were its kids
Broken down, but still worth a lot to someone
It made me stop and grin
Light from a dying moon
It blurs our eyes
And we wear a cape of fireflies
And after the world's in bed
All the ghosts come sing along
But we'll forget them
When the morning comes
And I slept on the ocean last night
I could see you all, and you all were dancing sideways
Your feet stuck to the skies
And I could see the airplanes dance behind your eyes
And I was glad I found the time
- Álbum:
- The Family Tree: The Leaves
- The Bastards, Vol. 3
- The Family Tree: The Branches
- The Bastards Volume Two
- Always Gold (EP)
- The Family Tree: The Roots
- Miscellaneous
- The Road to Nowhere
- The Road to Nowhere - Single
- The Family Tree: The Branches (Track By Track Commentary)
- The Family Tree: The Branches (With Commentary)
- Touch The Sky
- The Bastards
- Ghost
- Secrets (Cellar Door)
- The Ship in Port
- Rivers in the Dust
- The Bastards: Volume Two (Spotify Version)
- Compilation
- The Bastards: Volume 3