Deafheaven
baby blue
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I woke in a sweat from a desirous fever
In the pocket of yesteryear where faults have fallen to some
I begged not to carry the corpse
To not be a queer fish in unforgiving hearts
To not be buried in native clay and preserved for cynicism
I wish to be a pauper in kind eyes
To feel the gravel beneath my knees
To wake in a home
God had sent my calamity into a deep space
From which not even in dreams
Could I ever imagine my escape
- Álbum:
- New Bermuda
- From the Kettle Onto the Coil (Single)
- Sunbather
- Roads To Judah
- Anti Sampler Fall 2015
- Come Back
- Brought to the Water
- DW Live Series 08: Live at The Blacktop 01.15.11
- Demo
- Libertine Dissolves
- Adult Swim Singles 2014
- 2014: A Summer of Blood
- From the Kettle Onto the Coil
- Honeycomb
- Ordinary Corrupt Human Love
- Canary Yellow