The Old Conversation Lyrics & Chords By St. Elias

Pets and the sound of pets And the subtlety of traffic jams When building a glass friend We posted pictures of everyone we've known Traveling without guides I didn't know ...read more

big city dreamer eyes go ahead and ruin lives you know you've got no ties in this town so don't you ever turn your back again. and if you're dropping by don't even show that...read more

It's the grand opening and here we are with picks and pans to sift with our wrists on broken armrests the bitter taste of aluminum and. broken glass indications of a house ...read more

Maybe everything is tragic and temporary Remember Esmé, age thirteen? Already blasé and broken hearted, so elegant, so considerate If only she were older As a result of my...read more

Music plays, but I can't hear the words. I'm dead. People play out sorry's and flowers, but nobody is here for me. I'm a ghost just like my mom, both of our tombstone's...read more