Howls - Hammock

Текст песни

By the time I heard your cold cries
I was out of the museum
Running west by the park
And I could barely sketch your face in case
Your gusto growls off of the page
I don’t remember what you look like anymore
Howling at the moon
With those Larry Hagman blues
One dance then a blue
And stay with me all night, my honey child
Will warm beads drip on my hand
From your waist?
Will it taste like the collisions
We played out in the dark?
Go run alone under the trees that grew out
Over the river, a very English summer
Ashen, well, I’m howling at the moon
With those Larry Hagman blues
A quick step and a few
Can’t resolve I’m not into the night
I can’t even see the point, Kim, I never had enough