Once a starry picking night I fell into your arms
Like a lover lost of all her charms,
And the moon it stood like salt,
Fell out of the sky like snow
And you loved her so you faile...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
Rain fell red, red like the dust from my Uncle's
Campfire Woodie Guthrie songs
("Can't make me").
You let it cake on your car for some some some time after.
You were always asking...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
The thing about grief is
It knows what I did and
It knows what I did not say.
It sentenced me to a life of excavating
Things my little head can not understand
But I patched it all ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
If life were like a mountain, did you, did you not fall?
I have missed you since I was five.
And I don't recall your eyes
But your hands I do recall,
And I know how you smelt when ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
Trying, trying not to loose my load.
Wondering, wondering which is the best way to go.
We still don't know. We still don't know.
My boss, she's always at my back.
She don't underst...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
There are parts of the puzzle that remain unseen.
There are parts of the picture that could never be.
There are good friends watching silently.
There are those that you are yet to ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
You call me on the line,
Sing me a song about horses.
You're crying down that line.
You say these tears bring you life.
Hey it's just a song.
They're never meant to last that long...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
Yes I miss you like the rain
Falling softly on a summer's day.
I know you feel the same.
I fought to keep you.
Yes I miss you like the rain
Falling sweetly on a summer's day.
I kn...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
Big man - a holy tardis of silences
So wise you always know what not to say.
So much smarter that way
Big man - now how about the things you did not say?
Did you mean for them to c...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set
From my kitchen window, I spy Buddy.
Where did his mother go?
I wonder over tea and toast and honey,
It is 3am, he is in his PJ's talking to his cats again.
Oh Buddy.
They say tha...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Clare Bowditch and the Feeding Set