Pitcher Lyrics & Chords By Telecom

I didn't think that storms could rain metal The coloured garden palms Like the rusted rubber-less pedals You push like dirty little spines Under a life-time of ocean views ...read more

This is the season of confession And I'll listen to all of this There's no tokenism I'm all ears to truth because my duty's all too clear When you can't see the light for the...read more

yeah, i met her by a phone box think it was a Saturday. she said that cold use some rest yeah, she could use a holiday. where we just oh, watch the ships come in watch the...read more

Your town is full of goblins, crooks and murder Your mother thinks you love the next door neighbour Your record player speaks to you all evening While she’s down stairs smashing...read more

I have walked here maybe on this road A bed of friends Via thoughts of guild so unextinguished I was on my mothers door Am I now on your reel? All your friends found someone...read more