Lyrics:
guessing
Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of July
Quilted and timeless, seldom denied
The trial and the error of my master plan
Now she rolls like
crow on a quilted tent
Yea, at the zenith
Our dead dreams awake
Only Us
It wasn't in the words that kept sticking in their throats
It wasn't with the angels in their quilted coats
These battered wings still
words hurt
That's how I felt when you didn't help
Open wide, see your eye
The light, we are blind
She wants to be quilted Quilted Love
Searching for
faces like a poem, kaleidoscope of hate words.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.
On the quilted battlefields
No quilted blanket
To keep her warm at night
Under Northern Lights
The Northern Lights
In crctic seas she dwells
Slowly melting
Softly drifting away
I have's obscene
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until
Quilted in our hands
And keeping you tucked in too deep
Struck in the shot
Brown
Pulls on her quilted down
Shuts the fridge and boils the kettle
Wipes the table down
La la la la la la
Just as she pours the tea
She's
on a quilted tent
Yeah, its at the zenith
Our dead dreams awake
Living without you is difficult
But our dead dreams awake
In my mushroom art
on a quilted tent
Yeah, its at the zenith
Our dead dreams awake
Living without you is difficult
But our dead dreams awake
In my mushroom art
Little rider, nighttime sojourn
Empty basement, shallow vessel
Endless practice, your canticle
Funny feeling for sacred singer
Quilted, lovely
Oh Mom, that man he ripped out his lining
He tore out a piece of his body
To show us his "clean quilted heart"
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be
tea.
On a pink quilted eiderdown,
I want to pull your knickers down.
Net curtains blow slightly in the breeze.
Lemonade light filtering through
of the line
Silent cries upon their lips and grim smiles
Screen plays by quilted tranquility
Watch twisted shows and wait for encore
They serving sleek(s)
inside
Take Judy, with her bow and arrow, she's a mastermind
Too frumpy for the teenage population of her time
Car coat, she has a quilted jacket with
hold it now
I don't know why and I don't know how
But she's nobody's baby now
This is her dress that I loved best
With the blue quilted violets
hold it now
I don't know why and I don't know how
But she's nobody's baby now
This is her dress that I loved best
With the blue quilted violets
Don't take your guns to town
Stumble down main street alone
Just gotten home with my hand on the phone
I was drinking alone on the quilted (?????????)
within
A triple quilted chrysalis
Waiting for the sales
A bargain basement butterfly
Going off the rails
It's a wild, it's a wild
Wild, wild world
throwaway kisses
The boomerang misses
Spin round and round
Fall on featherbed quilted
Faced with silk
Softly stuffed eider down
Take refuge in
throwaway kisses
The boomerang misses
Spin round and round
Fall on featherbed quilted
Faced with silk
Softly stuffed eider down
Take refuge in
Bee
Last Tuesday was Independence Day
So I went to town to watch the parade
As I turned around to look the other way
I got quilted by the Zion Ladies'
A pocket of clouds catch the Blue Ridge
The summits are quilted in ice
Tomorrow you don't have to work much
It's been a long night
There's
I miss the times we'd weave our words into a quilted cloth
I miss the laughter echoing through my sunken heart
I want to feel your breath on my salty
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