St. Broadrick Is In Antarctica lyrics
Song information
Artist: The Sound Of Animals Fighting Album: Lover, The Lord Has Left Us
Lyrics
I know you don't want change But nothing is ever what it used to be Grab the rope, hoist yourself up With a copy in head Comforted by lions of substance A solutive parade Grab the rope, hoist yourself up And drift like ants in hose water
These three angels used to be attorneys It is such a serious thing to me Oh how I search through the memories It is such an experience for me Silence creating bold letters like "not" and "better" These three devils used to be apologies These three angels used to be monuments I try to find that feeling from that letter from my consistencies Is such a painful thing to see when the shadows didn't bend Like now and then These three devils used to be apostrophes So I destroyed a monument, so what
I know you don't want change But nothing is ever what it used to be Grab the rope, hoist yourself up With a copy in head Comforted by lions of substance A solutive parade Grab the rope, hoist yourself up And drift like ants in hose water
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"Lover, The Lord Has Left Us" album track list
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