On A Spiteful Letter Lyrics & Chords By Paul Armfield

The morning that I get to hell, The devil will take me up in his ferris wheel Show me all the scenes below, Tapping a tick tack tack on his black high heel Wich all his pretty...read more

From the banks of that old mission under a vein of sycamore I lay like a switchblade reflecting the moon Scraping the spine blood from a trout with the back of my thumb Start a...read more

they say that god is in the detail and I'm shire that's true I run my thumb across egyptian stone and the images come through I see the bird, I see the dog I feel the weather...read more

I look into your eyes and see the dawn reflecting slowly we will be true till it gets dark above the city's cry I hear a sound refelcting slowly sweet music of the morning...read more

In my childhood the trees were green And there was plenty to be seen My father made the walls resound He wore his collar the wrong way round My mother wore a yellow dress ...read more