Slow Exposure Lyrics & Chords By El Fog

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

No revolutionary gets old Or so I'm told You're left full of bullet-holes When you tell the people go free Oh, it's a matter of days before they try to take me I heard...read more