South letra

How many times have I heard,
"In the South they just don't work."
Lazy angels spill time and use lives as I would mine.
Pouring out of windows, like strange flags,
come clean clothes.
Spit-free sediment sweep dives from
broom-kept porch in no time.
Now the sun strips that same sidewalk,
with the day-dried test of small talk.
She walks quick, fresh, with clean, black crease,
and navigates this mess with protected ease.
Does she leave?
Does she come home?
Where does she sleep?
But somehow the gate's not right.
A face stripped of something since last night.
Can you sustain that same smile at a store or a job?
And what's such a rush that would let you be robbed?
Do you leave?
Do you come home?

Karate - Letras

• Airport
• Baby Teeth
• Bad Tattoo
• Bass Sounds
• Bodies
• Cacophony
• Caffeine or Me?
• Cancel
• Cherry Coke
• concrete
• Corduroy
• Death Kit
• Diazepam
• Die Die
• Empty There
• Every Sister
• Fatal Strategies
• First Release
• Gasoline
• Halo of the Strange
• Ice Or Ground?
• If You Can Hold Your Breath
• In Hundreds
• It's 98 Stop
• Nerve
• New Martini
• New New
• Not To Call The Police
• Number Six
• On Cutting
• One Less Blues
• Operation: Sand
• Original Spies
• Outside Is The Drama
• Pines
• Remain Relaxed
• Sever
• Sing
• Small Fires
• South
• The Angels Just Have To Show
• The Last Wars
• The Lived-But-Yet-Named
• The New Hangout Condition
• The Roots And The Ruins
• The Same Stars
• There Are Ghosts
• This Day Next Year
• This, Plus Slow Song
• Today or Tomorrow
• Tow Truck
• Trophy
• Up Nights
• Water
• What is Sleep?