Fences Follow
Lesser Oceans lyrics
She asked 'hows seattle' in some motherly talk,
Its okay, its mostly grey,
I think I'm just levelling off.
And sometimes I think I'm running around,
Like a dog with no song,
no song.
And Im following some flickering lamp,
In the fog, the fog.
I know, I know, that I'm getting older.
I don't think they really like me.
If I could just stay a little longer,
They might be giving up new greys.
Think back, to the time
Part of these releases
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- Track 9 on Lesser Oceans
- 8 My Mountain Is Cold
- 10 Temple Dreaming
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