Her Fall from Grace - text
West coast kid, born in '85
Played with crabs and bones
Horses and elves in stones
Walked through fields of snow
Hill after hill to home
Only sound is the raven
Guides here until the sun goes down
Played with crabs and bones
Horses and elves in stones
Walked through fields of snow
Hill after hill to home
Only sound is the raven
Guides here until the sun goes down
She drags her feet across the water
Said "I'm doing fine"
Lights a candle for the journey
Might be the last goodbye
Said "I'm doing fine"
Lights a candle for the journey
Might be the last goodbye
She wanted to go
Little west coast kid, born in '85
Played with crabs and bones
Horses and elves in stones
Played with crabs and bones
Horses and elves in stones
She wanted to go
Endless Twilight Of Codependent Love
Sólstafir texty
- 1. Fjara
- 2. Lágnætti
- 3. Necrologue
- 4. Miðaftann
- 5. Ljós í Stormi
- 6. Love Is The Devil (And I ..
- 7. Djákninn
- 8. Hula
- 9. Goddess Of The Ages
- 10. Ótta