Spring
The days lengthen
The block is blossoming
Drifts of pink petals
This world is its own legend
Say the right words and pick up the prescription
Can't shake the feeling t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
We drove a hundred miles that day
To see a Halloween parade
Skeletal autumn in Cold Spring
Parents holding hands with Pale Death's infants
Shivering on the courthouse steps i...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
Go to the world of guilt and sorrow for the races
Tonight where the boats go cutting
Through undulating mirror images of incandescent spires
The roads there are parabolas
Wit...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
We went and left the dog on the highway median
Glaring sky to map microbial floaters against
But it grew dark as we sat 'hind a car that wouldn't let us pass
The child in t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
As the descent began I got the distinct impression
Lake Michigan had been frozen for decades
I conducted the warmth from my metronome sternum
To our massive jetting vessel billo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
Let in the empty wind
Full of holes
I'm an instrument
If this is infinite
The center is everything
Dilated and smiling
See lives from the outside
Look up
Snow is falling ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
Conversation lodge our way
Public stage just wanting to... me up
It's all that, you
Now the rest are gone, oh
Dreaming nothing
With the name out
Slow down, slide, petrify,
With th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
We got caught in Laramie
Snowstorm closed down I-80
We got lushed with strangers at the Spike
Threw pink brake light out into the night
Useless diamond
The vacant city gleam...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
Sweet drip
We get a little lifted
Need this
We never sleep for long
Stop me if I'm wrong
[Pre-Chorus]
But I'm so out of sync
And you're out of sync with me
[Chorus]
Ge...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars
You’re taking two Klonopin
So you can quit flipping
And face our friends
You dated the sainted dead
He ain’t nothing but a prayer card
Tacked up with my record jackets
We...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars