all the dogs and ghosts in this town are barking up the tree on the median of your street
and its strange just how the valley carries the sound and i think i was one it was in another life.
when you hold me i can feel my knees, they're running all around town.
and in my sleep you are the only thing i see, so in this darkening light, what do you think you'll be to me?
i'm not afraid, just distantly aware, as i cut off my hair in some weird trend. why would you call the cops if a stereo blares? go out and ask if you really care.
what are you holding? i can feel my knees, they're running all around town. in my sleep you are the only thing i see. so in this darkening light, what do you think you'll be to me.
dying daily. waking might kill something.
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odd and effective contrasts: warm, ear-candy pop juxtaposed with confrontational lyrics that discuss uncomfortable truths about the world. production impossibly good. Strip Mall Church
supported by 7 fans who also own “median of yr street”
Yes, it's dark folk. It's grunge. It's heartfelt, honest, amazing. And, yep, there is some doom metal in there. Just enough to send a shiver down your spine with the palpable grief and rage as it sneaks up on you. Rumpel Vim