Murder By d**h - This Song Is Brought to You by the Letter C and the Number 6 lyrics

summers always swelling shouldnt have mistaken this sky understood for -- for loving tonight and the soaring hair smells like the silhoutte sky and so do i - so do i spending years between almost autumns sleeping on the lawn spending between almost autumns getting rained on oh where inside and know that it's dry doors lead us to friends in the hall oh where our heads are at smothering minnows to the sea