A house made of windows and rusty mist
I fill my mouth and listen to the water hiss
We sleep in shades from bomber planes without a care
Dogs in droves, life in cement
The city consumes me whole
It's just a couple of lonely days
I know the flesh that holds you up feels like it's caving in
And you lost control of your drone
Move too fast, spirits run between the trees
A piano creaks
Roots and cables
Ghost machine
Blue lights at dusk, a tower with no stairs, crashing waves
Every wind
Every howl
The qumran caves
It's just a couple of weird days
I know the flesh that holds you up feels like it's caving in
And you lost control of your drone
Endlesss - Fog Lyrics
Endlesss - Fog Lyrics
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A house made of windows and rusty mist
I fill my mouth and listen to the water hiss
We sleep in shades from bomber planes without a care
Dogs in droves, life in cement
The city consumes me whole
It's just a couple of lonely days
I know the flesh that holds you up feels like it's caving in
And you lost control of your drone
Move too fast, spirits run between the trees
A piano creaks
Roots and cables
Ghost machine
Blue lights at dusk, a tower with no stairs, crashing waves
Every wind
Every howl
The qumran caves
It's just a couple of weird days
I know the flesh that holds you up feels like it's caving in
And you lost control of your drone
I fill my mouth and listen to the water hiss
We sleep in shades from bomber planes without a care
Dogs in droves, life in cement
The city consumes me whole
It's just a couple of lonely days
I know the flesh that holds you up feels like it's caving in
And you lost control of your drone
Move too fast, spirits run between the trees
A piano creaks
Roots and cables
Ghost machine
Blue lights at dusk, a tower with no stairs, crashing waves
Every wind
Every howl
The qumran caves
It's just a couple of weird days
I know the flesh that holds you up feels like it's caving in
And you lost control of your drone
Writer: The Man
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid