CAPA/TRACKLIST
At the front door, you were greeted
By a cup of silver and gold
To silence visits and footsteps
And the stories footsteps told
And the walls were lined with paintings
From friends that she's once known
Above an L-shaped couch and easy chair
In a living room she called home
The toilet door unhinged
Like no-one even cared
The mirror in the bathroom
That no-one could have shared
The kitchen door ajar
A sink of last year's dishes
And not enough last year's mould
If you felt like being [?] in the [?] room after dark
Your day spent shining brightly when the [?]
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Letra : She Rolled Her Own
At the front door, you were greeted
By a cup of silver and gold
To silence visits and footsteps
And the stories footsteps told
And the walls were lined with paintings
From friends that she's once known
Above an L-shaped couch and easy chair
In a living room she called home
The toilet door unhinged
Like no-one even cared
The mirror in the bathroom
That no-one could have shared
The kitchen door ajar
A sink of last year's dishes
And not enough last year's mould
If you felt like being [?] in the [?] room after dark
Your day spent shining brightly when the [?]
WORK IN PROGRESS