Turbofonte Lyrics & Chords By Chevreuil

Florida, 1983. A tan man strolls the beach and sees a...read more

I bound down steps Across the edge With crouch and craggle My clawed hand grasping My clawed hand groping I'm still hoping Yes, I'm still hoping You're not far behind ...read more

Ten fold, Esteemed gentlemen say, Is what one should take But, I'm withdrawn Callow with song Filled up with not Why pull at strings When movements wrong Anyone got a...read more

Old man, staring outwards, fills his thoughts with contemplation. Sitting, soaked in sunlight, staring downwards to the bench beneath him. "Hey there! What's your name?" Crawling...read more

Walking the street one night he recognizes nothing around him. Finding himself lost for the first time, he starts shaking, finds a seat to breathe in the surroundings and gather his...read more