The Dirty Projectors - The Highways is a Foggy Knife lyrics

rate me

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