Sleeping At The Wheel Lyrics & Chords By Soft Continent

Through the window Just a wall Shapes are forming Blackbirds call Early morning spirits Moving hands Tick-tocking ages In the half-light of the still Before the lark Where I...read more

I I could be anything But for the fault that I've acquired on my way We We were the end of it But now we see the sun shining in our face We see the sun shining in our face ...read more