Crib Toy Lyrics & Chords By The Postman Syndrome

Now we're staring at the water Through a window from the sky As the hands of the clock Count away the day Sun light softly glows Do you know that I fear this ride? Even...read more

This trail is obsidian, the grip of Winter uncoiled A lover would follow me Cast down and sworn to the dark Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" The wealth of...read more

Under this canvas he hides a dream A trick of the type to cheap to be free Makes your bourgeoning inquiry More easily answered Oh a sight they have come to see We shan't...read more

I give you I give you I give you I give you I give you my heart To hold in your folded hands, where it burns Cold (Frail), cold and frail (Breaks) It breaks Frail, in ruins ...read more

The tide is coming in slow. The fools have all gone home. The night is restless and we are sleepless. The moon has turned to stone. She opens up the ground, beneath our bodies. ...read more