- Midnight Manager
if you remove the cork that seals the hole in my heart
my soul will slowly float away from you
an empty bottle lying on the ocean floor
i sleep half buried beneath the sandbar
no need to ask sent you on your way
no need to resist i wish you away
floated down
buried beneath the sand
dead on the sails
dead in the sand
Letras
- 1/10/98
Alone
Backseat Boat
Blue Bird
Breach
Crispin Glover Weekend
Five Lined Skink
From Phoenix At Four
Here Comes Rolling
Hill
Iris
Jingle Dell
Last Good Growth
Last On The Drive
Last Stop On The Way To Vegas
Lot 235
Midnight Manager
Norman
Pathos Delay
Roller-Rink Skate Date
Shepard
Slingshot
Slow Down
Sunset Ridge
Switch
The Thinner Runs Through Her
Trunk
Tumbleweed
Whitewash