Birmingham Springs Lyrics & Chords By Simon Balto

I saw a crow, feeding a crow A small scrap of metal from a toilet hole I've seen the birds, circling your big Southern eyes What could they want, it's no big surprise I've...read more

The hairs on my hands seem to fade a little My eyes seem more and more timid to sunlight I guess it’s 'cause the sun and trees are non-commital But both seem to be putting up a...read more

One, two, three, four You’re like a brother Oh to me A drunken lover Climbed up on me No, I did not ask for your rings No, I did not ask for these things With a...read more

Untied again, when you were used to being bound in, when you were usually found forgetting the wild wind off the sea. Let wet breaths begin, widen your mouth to suck them in. They're...read more

"The President's dead," the radio said Dear friends, is it not so horrible? A shot through my heart like a knife right through bread The newspaper said "The President's...read more