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An original by John & Lindsey.
Waited all day
For the sound
Of rain
That never came
To wash away
This all
Waiting for the sun
To melt
This all around me
Reveal beneath
This skin of mine
And either way
I'm forced to believe
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
This stream's been a rock
Clear and still
Holding it's weight
And stuck in time
And now this is mine
And the sun keeps
Moving it along
And I will
Keep moving along
And either way
I'm forced to believe
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
And either way
I'm forced to believe
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
Get our CD! skeyeband.com/#!shop/vstc6=cds
An original by John & Lindsey.
Waited all day
For the sound
Of rain
That never came
To wash away
This all
Waiting for the sun
To melt
This all around me
Reveal beneath
This skin of mine
And either way
I'm forced to believe
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
This stream's been a rock
Clear and still
Holding it's weight
And stuck in time
And now this is mine
And the sun keeps
Moving it along
And I will
Keep moving along
And either way
I'm forced to believe
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
And either way
I'm forced to believe
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply
The water's in short supply



![Televators - The Mars Volta (Cover)
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John & Lindsey (Skeye) cover The Mars Voltas Televators from their album Deloused in the Comatorium.
Just as he hit
The ground
They lowered a tow that
Stuck in his neck to the gills
Fragments of sobriquets
riddle me this
three half eaten corneas
who hit the aureole
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
The house half the way
Fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips
Mark these words
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan
Hid in a safe
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
Pull the pins
Save your grace
Mark these words
On his grave
[x3]
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Everyone knows the last toes are
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