Twinkling Lights Lyrics & Chords By The Workhouse

And so it was planned that morning. An armed attack, units forging. "Cannons, fire at will and halt escape. We'll help them if we can, prisoners of circumstance." A few...read more

You've been talkin' in tongues for years now haven't ya. Encoding the view into your body of work. The story goes - that somewhere across the prairie spine you...read more

I'll only be gone for a while The visit was long overdue I'll count back from every mile A while is a long way from you You really should get some rest now I'll see you on...read more

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Sometimes the smoke, is alive with control, And the poison in the conversation turns, our roles, Awake with the hope, of a new day new ropes, But the language takes no prisoners or...read more