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What can I write home about?
The water's cold, the pilot's out.
I keep my children out of sight
And my man never came home last night.
What will I learn to tell myself?
We're supposed to want for nothing else;
Just show the world a stoic light
But my man never came home last night
This is what we make of this--
The walls all smell like blood and piss.
And every book that comes our way
We burn to keep the dogs away
We'll tell this story later on
And tell of how it made us strong.
By then we'll know that we were right
But my man never came home last night
What will I learn to tell myself?
We're supposed to want for nothing else;
Just show the world a stoic light
But my man never came home last night
- Álbum:
- Invisible Hour
- Reverie
- Blood From Stars
- Scar
- Miscellaneous
- Fuse
- Civilians
- Tiny Voices
- Anti Winter/11 - Sampler
- Raise Your Voice!
- Invisible Hour (Bonus Track Version)
- Grave Angels / Lead Me On - Single
- Kindness of the World
- 107.1 KGSR Broadcasts, Volume 7
- KFOG: Live From The Archives 6
- Hear Music, Volume 6: I See Tonight
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 94: July 2001
- Scar (Bonus Track Version)