They charge forth / With firey manes / And bellies full of clocks / Four ton / Deaf and dumb / We poor old dogs of God / Yes your hair smells like sunshine today / Gasoline horses will take us away (Sparklehorse)

I’m so sorry / My spirit’s rarely in my body / It wanders through the dry country / Looking for a good place to rest / Your head upon my chest / And I can feel the pillow of your breast (Sparklehorse) I’m on the road for a couple of days. There are some images […]

Sometimes days go speeding past / Sometimes this one seems like the last / It’s a sad and beautiful world /  It’s a sad and beautiful world (Sparklehorse)