Extreme Measures Lyrics & Chords By After [life]

Opaline through her hair Born on an April tide Glowing in the wonder of our first child There my promise is A spur A rein The world upon my back The pressure upon this earth...read more

When all words are gone, pointless and repetative. When silence is the only cure to the empty meanings of ours. Is it time to dust off these old cabinets of ours, or is it too...read more