Happy Valentines Day yer big bunch of soppy bastards. 

WSUOR All Of Your Bad Dreams

The Horribles


A carousel of perfect dreams, picked by imps and dried from trees. grown like mussels,
hung from ropes,
pulley's take them to your home.
Where in one deep breath your heart is changed, inhaled dreams evaporate.
i do believe it's called true love,
when a feedback loop replaces an earth buzz.
under sweetly scented fires,
lips are cling film wrapped for your desire.
Cured like meats and stored in salt in a cave or some such hidey- hole .
A carousel of perfect dreams,
plucked from the wings of giant geese.
strained and filtered through mountain streams, pulley's take them to where we'll leave...
This world had become a place where i would run from, a high speed persian carpet made
from loss a hopeless love will graze.
In one deep breath your heart is changed. inhaled dreams evaporate.
i do believe it's called true love,
when a feedback loop replaces an earth buzz.

PIcked By Imps

A song i wrote a few years ago about, well, yer know, this and that. 

We Show Up On RadaR - Street Lights

A cover of a very lovely Badly drawn Boy song

Epitaph

Words and Music by WSUOR
Additional vocals by DARREN HAYMAN
recorded and mixed by WSUOR
Mastered by JP BRADDOCK

04 Sad Bone

New track from the forthcoming WSUOR EP 'My Tongue Gone Stiff' to be released December 2015

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