Minor tales (feat. Craven Canary)

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Come with me, she said
Come with me, she said
To the mountains
And the darkness in the trees
And the clouds overhead

Come with me, she said
Come with me, she said
To great silence
And to dust
Far away from the never-ending buzz

Leave those streets behind
The cars, the heat
The minor tales
The fun that hurts somehow
It’s not a lonesome trail
To step out back to back
And watch it all
Just fade away

Drink with me, she said
Drink with me, she said
On this rooftop after midnight
The black like a blanket
Over our heads

Lay with me, she said
Lay with me, she said
We’d be dancing on the backside
Of a bright star
We’d move, we’d not run

Leave those streets behind
The cars, the heat
The minor tales
The fun that hurts somehow
It’s not a lonesome trail
To step out back to back
And watch it all
Just fade away

Come with me, she said
Come with me, she said
And I turned around
And I hung my head
And then I left

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from I dig for gold, released December 1, 2008
a Singer of Songs and Craven Canary

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a Singer of Songs' music has been compared to snowflakes falling in slow motion. To a blanket on a cold night and dogs howling into the night. Somebody called their album the soundtrack to a loser's life. The band thinks that's the biggest compliment they ever got.
But yeah, you probably want some useful information. Well, they live in Barcelona and they sing songs. That's about it.
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