Different Directions, Yet Somehow The Same

Words Made Out of Snow

Lately

Old Skool



Vs.1 
ever since you were young
you heard the old story sung
of those who fell from high
on glassy peaks

it's not made of ice
though cold and heartless spite
waits for those who 
perish at its feet

Chorus:

was it their reflections
as the cliff face drops away?
was it their own shadows
cut cross crystal palisades?

Bridge:
tack on your claws
lifted off a lynx
weary, lay your head

and if an eagle
circles where you sleep
glass mountain gives no rest

glass mountain claims your dead

Vs. 2

as you being to climb 
up the ever slopin’ sides
expect no purchase
for your step

a face so scarred
by wind so carved
won’t care if you
break your neck

(chorus, bridge)


Glass Mountain (demo)

Unmixed halfway home no vocals

Vocalist of Wolf Teeth. Lost ideas, random spurts of creativity and musical projects of the past find a home here.

Old Skool

EddyMarflak

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