- The Rain Will Come
Sometimes you have to be brave
and let things fall where they will
it's not yours to decide
how this night will be
sometimes you have to be brave
enough to stop the worrying
that keeps you further from the place you're heading the rain will come
you can't stop that or hurry it up
so bury the guilt
It's not your fault
everything he did
I don't wanna risk anything
so I'm standing still
I'll be right here when you come to find me
control is comforting
maybe I should be running
if I controlled anything I'd be scared of the place that I'd be
I thank you for saving me when the time is right
I swear my day will come
the sweetest storm will blow through this town and carry us out
so take a look around
and see how it's coming down
to wash you blood and bone from the inside out the rain will come
you can't stop that or hurry it up
so bury the guilt
it's not your fault
all that he did
I don't wanna risk anything
so I'm standing still
I'll be right here when you come to find me
control is comforting
maybe I should be running
if I controlled anything I'd be scared of the place that I'd be
I thank you for saving me
Letras
- A Discourse on Killing
Alabaster
Automatic Rifle
Blood in Your Eyes
Blue and Gray
Crabtree and Evelyn
Cut Me In Two
Death-Right
Deep in the Earth
Don't B
Don't Walk out on Me
Every Red cent
Eyes Like Static
Fragments
Goldfield
Campo-de-ouro
Holding Onto Water
I Remember Music
I'd Be Fine
I'll Catch You
Instrument
Instrumento
Like a Mother
Like Silver
Lucky Clover Coin
Makers
Mix Tapes/Cellmates
Montana
October
Portland Is Leaving
Portland Está Partindo
Prison Is Private Property
Red River
Secrets of a salesman
She Was Only In It For The Rain
Silver Trees
Sparklers
Streetlight
Luz da Rua
Suicide Medicine
Remédio Para o Suicídio
Sun Devil
Swallowing Swords
Tennessee Train Tracks
The City Is Calling
The Light And The Sound
The night's disguise
The Rain Will Come
Tinfoil Hats
Treasure Chest
Treepeople
Uppers aren't necessary
Wait out the days
What Waited For Me
Where we left off
Where We Started
White Daisy Passing
Without Eyes Still Seeing