I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes
That shaped folded banks inside
As he shivered out thoughts
They went: "golden and pale wind whispers breathe New Orleans"
Through baseme...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
You don't have to worry
You don't have to worry
You don't have to worry
You don't have to worry
When I was tall, I was the tallest man alive
When my daddy built a home inside
If i...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Heavy were the words dripping from my brain
Flow about and sink in little bitty bits
Where I know I know myself where floors were found
Shores were shaping doors
Stretch for miles ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Summer came and I lost my shoes
While them purple gold linens, pressed them down in the basement
And if don't you know or see them clouds
Will step to the sky and wind... Down
Tell...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
How High. Soldiers pull boys through rain
Ground to their toes ground to the dirt
(Oh) my. They spilled down the steps
Filed in rows like hair likes to pour
Like skin loves to warm...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
If you look real high
You just might find
Sitting in the stars
Glistening, glistening
Waiting for the band to come
Just waiting for that man to come
Oh, I wonder...
Slip on down f...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Yeah these people have it made
They got all the money, everything
They know it all so they got nothing else to know
Forget it all when they fly back from mexico
Like the wolves th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
[Intro]
Do you ever listen for the sounds that your hands make?
Did you know that we could make sounds?
[Verse 1]
I don't know what the palace knows
But I don't run with sheep, ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
[Verse 1: John Gourley]
I can see it in your eyes
See it in your face
Bangin' on your chest
Actin' tough, lookin' unfazed
Trippin' over landlines
Cuttin' deep with a dull bla...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man
Tommy was a preacher's son
Now he's running through the jungle "yes sir!"
Fingers cold and fire
When you get so tired and we're so tired
Lazing back in this desert
Waitin' for tha...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Portugal. The Man