Bury Your Hands Lyrics & Chords By Tiny Blue Boxes

Too often skewered, too often left, too often sick and bereft, too often confused and easily led. You too often left us for dead. But if we change in the new year, it's only...read more

Heko leaves his bed. He feels like wine. Heko walks the park to take his time. Heko leaves his name across the street. Heko leaves his dirty work to me. Heko tells me off. Heko...read more

I have dropped my restraint like a towel to the tile floor where you lie like a bathmat. What did brother do? Do you even hear the words coming from your lips? Do you connect words...read more

Following a well-used path before easing beneath the waterline. We were following a well-used a path. We saw the signs, the rising waterline, our love in decline. You've never...read more

If I were sure of something, it would be this: you were made for better things, for better days. You've been made in better ways. Ooo, I'd break every bone in my head to...read more