Name: Belka by Contrabandcat
Duration: 2 min 18 s
Description: 2011. Vocals/Lyrics by Skip Rope Rhyme https://soundcloud.com/skiproperhyme

Salt beams candle wounds. In a street for your neighbor's curse. Quiet time all the night in your soft rocking chair. You selfish man. You interrupter. You're going to lose your life in front of them. Your naked body falling to the Earth. Glimpsed for a second in the soft light of your night time ruined window. Candle hour in a soft chair freezing with your drunk friends. Your naked sadness. Your sad act. They'll look at you and not know what to do. Walk with a bold face and grace an impossible night. It's no better than the one I've got.

Country

Contract

I don't know why you talk until you're fine. We're a serpent kind. I don't know why you think until you're blind. In my ways I'm positive but just where are we going to live? Suppose I'll take you day to day like actors act like they're ok. Deep in the teeth I feel a reach I feel my love for a girl. We are so young now and so promising. Fire to my feet I'm never alone. I'll carry your hand with me. We are so young now my love. I'll wake up with you. I'll be waking up with you.

A Kind

Sand Bar Piano

I try to paint a portrait. A portrait of your delicate fingers. I can remember every crevice and every line I've traced upon your palm. I remember that each part of your body was two things. At once mysterious and also familiar to me like I met you before.

Painted Hands

Free Ride

We'll make our own songs of engines to the dawn. Let them take my heart with their seizing violent talk.

Engines to the Dawn

Spread Out

I'll transcend this heartbeat. Hold me for now little heartbeat. Hold me for now little wisdom heart.

Preta

2011. Vocals/Lyrics by Skip Rope Rhyme https://soundcloud.com/skiproperhyme

Belka

Contrabandcat

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