Stiff Thanksgiving dinner hurt my feelings.
The faded finger painting of my health
came face to face with you,
o red and rising moon.
I felt the gloom and I called for help.
And I soiled myself.
Wait for the sun
when his blinding face will shine upon you.
Turn in your guns.
Never-ending love won’t deceive you
or leave you on the road.
Before you get lost,
pick up your cross.
Sky’s getting dark.
Go build the ark.
came for "high in the morning," stayed for "useless friends," became obsessed with "stay asleep." this band can do no wrong. "i never thought love would be the losing side" sucks as a lyric when you're trying to be a lyricists, cuz it's just not fair. Adam Peterson