Wishing You Were Here With... Lyrics & Chords By Our Sunday Affairs

How many times can you sit at home alone And listen to that same old record and not get tired? I've made more friends doing this than I could ask for I've made more friends doing...read more

A borrowed prayer died before it filled your lips Your grandfather was the one who taught you it To speak in troubled times, to carry you to port Now mechanical, it seems so...read more

Smoke and mirrors are good for barbecues and vanity But interfere with what you are trying to tell me Call it what it really is Call it target practice And I feel like a...read more

vision giving light. eyes wide might slip. it's nearly too many near misses dear mrs. hey ma, do i hafta choke on these? i'm fine right here. ...read more

I need to keep my head on straight, I often feel it's just dead weight. My skull's not filled with blood, It's filled with shit and second-hand smoke. Time has stopped...read more