Monday Night Lyrics & Chords By Cedar Street Sluts

Knuckles seeming white Forlorn Minutes sleeping on the dash Idle mind abides Days flow quicker living silenced When dormance is unbroken Flat lines awake the will to call. ...read more

Monday night I had a vision or two. Monday night I saw life going on without you. I fell on my knees, scrubbed down the floor, looked out the door. I said, Baby, baby,...read more