Throwing Muses - Smoky Hands 1 lyrics
Waiting for an angle of the light Some sound A certain level of humidity When memories pile up like snow If you trip and don't fall On the carnal rug Melting with humility When weaker people might succumb
Waiting for an angle of the light Some sound A certain level of humidity When memories pile up like snow If you trip and don't fall On the carnal rug Melting with humility When weaker people might succumb