Limited Run CD. Includes Four Additional Songs + Lyric Booklet.
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lyrics
Heat of the Night
In the cocaine morning with the white sun up through the trees
Icy arms they reach as we watch from the rooftops deep in the breeze
Where down below the children are covered in sleep
What do you see?
Am I good or am I marked by the beast?
When I’m gone please remember me
Bury my ashes in the backyard under a tree
Say no prayers in my name
All to dust, all to blood, my god, it’s all the same
It wasn’t a kiss
She walked up to me and put her lips to my wrist
What did it mean
Is my fortune good?
We’ve got no claim to this limitation
We just walked on by
We’ve got no say in their war on the world
We just disappear to the hear of the night
Hey Little Sins I’m all but done with you
Your laughter down the hall
Rattling my bone through and through
And if I ever had a lover, there’s no other
That much was true
You, scared like death
Loving me until I’ve gone blue
Name the place you want to go
To the center of the world
Then the sun comes to swallow me
Or else this icy morning’s gonna be my grave
It wasn’t a kiss
She walked up to me and put her lips to my wrist
What did it mean
Is my fortune good?
We’ve got no say in their war on the world
We just disappear to the hear of the night
Stef Chura’s debut “Messes” seems straightforward on its surface, but her unpredictable song structures give it depth and edge. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 7, 2017