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Regreso del mal rockĀ 

the new album from Lyricists Watch

is here NOW

listen to Anacostia Sinderellah

and

Gettin’ Rid of Bodies

 

 

 

 

Beltway Lapse

The Lyricists’ Watch single

Beltway Lapse

is now available!

 

 

Or buy the full album:

Transcontinental Drift:

 

 

Lyrics for Beltway Lapse

The miles fly by, the speedometer rise;
so hard to ignore her sparkling eyes;
the fool who falls is the fool who dies.
Bury me now, I hope she’d cry.

Well, I’m searching for something
don’t expect to find
between the stars and this yellow line,
if this what blind men see then I’ll stay blind.
Follow this road till the end of time.

Rain pours down through my open window;
freeway system and two wondering souls;
window pane between the fingers of my
hand;
every type of pain is composed of sand.
(ponder that one)

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