Deerhounds

The Hiatus

Frost in the morning
Dog barking
Emptied the trash
Lit my cig
Licking my lips
Still tastes like oatmeal
Licking my lips
Still tastes like oatmeal
Pristine chant in the
remote cay echoes
The histories and stories
that are never spoken
My empty soul is screaming out
I'm starting out
in the world of pandemonium

Back in the days
Hands on deck
Struck in my head
I don't know why
Licking my lips
Still tastes like your lip
Licking my lips
Still tastes like your lip
Pristine chant in the
remote cay echoes
The histories and stories
that are never spoken
My empty soul is screaming out
Just starting out
in the world of pandemonium

As I come down from the up above
I know the ones
are gone from here
Uncrowned life
A westbound sign
I saw deerhounds
running wild again
Again
Again
Again
Again
Again
Again
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Again