Dirty Projectors
Dirty Projectors - The Highways Is A Foggy Knife lyrics
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The highway is a foggy knife Through night time hills I stand flickering At my brother's side And he says words I want to hold Seventh day adventers collide Cry soft in the night Metamorphose If she sounds like you She's your daughter Wobbling in gray with sweaty palms You shall be released, you shall be released