Coming From The Sand Lyrics & Chords By Mesa Verde

youth is dead, craved static in the cradle hands tied, feet drown in cement. growing up when you already old. save the sparks from the war. hands are closed, holding the...read more

From this desolate peak I feel the tops of trees pointing back at me Like a million teeth Wishing the wind would come and swallow me I'm cursed to spend this weary life ...read more

No more bad future but the damage long since done no love here no warmth here no fathers for the sons the damaged stand by faithfully while another bouquet laid the...read more

stories with stories written in brackets, grammatically complete without them. with lines that i decided not to follow. a letter to myself, written by me to a person i haven't...read more

Lowering the casket into the ground* Years of hope and love disappear without a sound. ...read more