Moor Hound - Bolton Valley | Текст Иностранной Песни
Driving four miles up the mountain To your house in the valley Vermont in the summertime When the mountains are green Before the dark came we walked down to the
Moor Hound - Sleeping In | Текст Иностранной Песни
Lying on your back With your eyes closed An image of a child With a clean slate Sleeping in innocence You have done no wrong You stir in your bed
Moor Hound - In Loom Of A Hurricane | Текст Иностранной Песни
Throw my guitar across the room Discouragement rears its ugly head again My hands just can't seem to flow But inside flows a treacherous stream Like a child, prone
Moor Hound - Such A Weight | Текст Иностранной Песни
I am fickle just as sure as I am jealous I am angry over what will never be When you speak, I take it for fighting chances Maybe it's best if you just don't speak to
Moor Hound - Words And Mind | Текст Иностранной Песни
Your words and your mind Are as pretty as the outside of you Your cheekbone hills hold up a valley That is filled with sunshine You floss your teeth And paint
Moor Hound - Better | Текст Иностранной Песни
When you ask me What I did with my day Or how it was It makes the day better It always makes it better When you talk to me With no initiation on my end It
Moor Hound - Love In My Jaws | Текст Иностранной Песни
Head on my paws Love in my jaws Waiting for my master to return Up off the floor Scratching at the door When those locks finally turn I'm not as handscme
Moor Hound - Michigan | Текст Иностранной Песни
Michigan It seems that I'm always just passing through Michigan This time I think I need something from you Give up the wonder that you hold 'Cause just
Moor Hound - To Toil Or Be Free | Текст Иностранной Песни
Down below the seasons, hills and snow The place that I call home Up above the sunshine, sand and mosquito bugs The places I dream of Here today, pulled a hundred
Moor Hound - Sand On The Fire | Текст Иностранной Песни
To catch your toes on silver To stumble over gold To never fear another day 'Til death carries your ghost To see the painter's toil On a canvas of pale