Hot Water Music In the Gray Lyrics:
I'm suspended now, hanging in the aiay of a
weather beaten town December rolls around, lays a
blanket of herself on the ground where comfort
lives in sound, like a gun laying cold on the
ground with no way to spell it out. there's still
much to say of a gun left down. Most of me is
elsewhere wondering shall we hear a song or shall
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we live one soaked to the hone. I'm suspended now,
hanging in the gray of a weather heavy cloud,
soften my face and bow to bid toy farewells to the
ground for now part of me is sinking and
pondering, hope is a gracious term, aligned with
the faith that reason has a course to take, may it
be the just one until then I will drown, anti to
down without a fit. How glorious is it? Bound in
sound, even and weightless and free from wrist to
wrist
Lyrics: In the Gray, Hot Water Music [end]