How Do You Know? - Lyres

I wanted to be with you alone And talk about the weather But traditions I can trace against the child in your face Won't escape my attention You keep your dista

My Guitar Lies Bleeding In My Arms Misery likes company, I like the way that sounds I've been trying to find the meaning, so I can write it down Staring out the

Sonic Youth - Rats ★by marissa When the rats run riot And the screen door slams When the trees grow quiet Nothing but cats and cans When the breeze says "try i