landscape

HOLY HOAX IN THE TREELINE

THE SHADOW IS MINE AND SO IS THE VALLEY

YOU CAN NEVER WIN OR LOSE IF YOU DON’T RUN THE RACE

KISS MY HAND AND WAVE

AWAY WE GO

THEY WANT BEAUTIFUL LIES

BE SAFE TOGETHER IN THE IGLOO AND LAUGH

NOR CAN IT BE CONTAINED IN WORDS

THE BORDERLESS LANDS WE ALL GRAZE ON

THIS WILL ONLY BE AS IT IS RIGHT NOW

HEARTACHE WILL GET CHASED AWAY

WHERE THE BLACK CLOUDS NEVER LINGER

UP A TREE

BACK IN THE HIGH LIFE AGAIN

SAILORS TAKE WARNING

FULL OF SONG