James Vincent McMorrow
post tropical
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Will not come home.
Tepid and cold,
crawling lessons to the fold.
Trace it by line,
light in the ground
feeling the face to the sound.
Now I can't walk.
I can barely run and the walls will travel on.
Tear it into you, loss giving it all to you.
Here have wait and here we sit.
All the help gathering now,
learn to be fly through what's left.
All they sell, got it in me.
Floating the soft in the stream.
No one can run, I can barely walk.
Move on now, travel on.
Terrible but I'm giving it all away.
No one here I say.
Forest me, best to give.
Hold on, hold on...
- Album:
- Silver Lining
- We Move
- Post Tropical
- Early In The Morning
- James Vincent McMorrow (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- Get Low
- Rising Water
- Common Culture, Vol. VI
- Live At The Theatre At The Ace Hotel, Los Angeles
- James Vincent McMorrow
- Other Voices: Series 8, Vol. 1
- Whole Lotta Live. Best of Today FM Sessions
- Live at The Theater at the Ace Hotel, Los Angeles
- Compilation
- Post Tropical (Deluxe Edition)
- Tarifa Groove Collections 15 - Summer Time
- Other Voices: Series 9, Vol. 1 (Live)
- Early In the Morning (Bonus Version)
- Other Voices: Series 8, Vol. 1 (Live)