out house And all our friends the ragged crows And aching bones whining. Where are we when the twilight comes? The dark of valley and the breeze And
Black dog bit through the keeper?s chain Small and angry when the Devil came Sold my soul like a pocket knife There was no moon, there?ll be no milk as
译文: 铁和酒. 没有月亮.
Black dog bit through the keeper?s chain Small and angry when the Devil came Sold my soul like a pocket knife There was no moon, there?ll be no milk
: Black dog bit through the keeper?s chain Small and angry when the Devil came Sold my soul like a pocket knife There was no moon, there?ll be no milk
tracking street maps and the compass and the stones And I'm still making my junk creatures out of rags and bones Oh yeah, the hammer and the nail Oh
Say tomorrow and she 'll say come find me, on a beach and there will be no moon. But say today and she will kiss your face and maybe forgive. Talk of
Jenny was gone, and the moon blooms, all shining As we dragged our panic up and down the riverbed Sweating wild and weird in our Sunday clothes Jenny
my sweat and fingertips Our hands they seek the end of afternoon My hands believe and move over you Tonight, we're the sea and the rhythm there the waves and
the driveway as they wave and ride away then to run inside and curse the open door i once gave to my Rebecca a belated promise ring and she sold it
Black dog bit through the keeper's chain Small and angry when the devil came Sold my soul like a pocket knife There was no moon, there'll be no milk
speed and the strength he gave One more kiss tonight from some tall stable girl She's like grace from the earth When you're all tuckered out and tame
(Feat. Calexico) Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the riverside, They're drinking up and walking and it is time for me to
the speed and the strength he gave One more kiss tonight from some tall stable girl She?s like grace from the earth When you?re all tuckered out and
on the mighty clouds of joy Building a future yo for my daughter and baby boy I moved form the hood yet the shit is still in me And your opinion is nothing