daniel.blog♫ Flightless Bird, American Mouth
Por daniel en marzo 24, 2010
Canción de cuna 
♫ I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere
Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming ♫