Sparklehorse - Piano fire

i got sunburned waiting for the jets to land... circus people with heavy little hands...

i discovered no power in an old face. hope for new faces to disappear.
All pressed up on the glass, leaving steam halos with hungry mouths.

Take of your pants.

I'm loud.

but terrified.

fuck me with lights out, we'll play punk and stab our eyes out.

I only tolerate the pain-kind.