Artist: supine
Lyrics of Artist: supine
Lyrics of Artist: supine
[Lyric] pontiacs conifers ii (supine)
Who surveys the rocks that gather in the creek? Who loosens them? Who owns the levy, the toil, and the leaves Blown from far-off trees? Do we have to give this role to the state? It’s the same aftermath, that will never change: Fake gold, feigned hope Same holes, new place Do we have to give this role to the state? It’s the same aftermath, that...Learn Morerocksupine