Patrick Park

Well, here we are with burning skin Where we've always been And we all collide In the rising tide Then weather in the wind We live our lives Like hands are tied And dead in days of dreaming Embrace the race Of every days But forsake the feeling Are w

Patrick Park Your Smile's A Drug Lyrics I should lay around and curse the day That I fell apon your sword Cause I'm a poor boy And your smile is a drug That I can't afford Anymore Your tongue tied talker with sleepy eyes That always get the last word

If you gave up the life you knew Things you poured your heart into And every one you knew was gone Like they never came along, What would hold onto without all the crazy longing?.. If you we're whole and I was too... All the damage we would do.. Set

[ti:I Remember] [ar:Patrick Park] [al:Love Like Swords] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.67]I Remember - Patrick Park [00:25.27]I remember when we were one [00:30.16] [00:31.06]Before we were swept into the roaring flood [00:35.98] [00:37.09]When we were wide

The quiet night room Filled with unfinished stories And wait for smoke that lines the air A body burning out of moderate rage And you can find me there And I'll offer you nothing Nothing worth saving And I'll ask for nothing in return Just for you to

You say life is a dream where we can't say what we mean Maybe just some roadside scene that we're driving past There's no telling where we'll be in a day or in a week And there's no promises of peace or of happiness Well is this why you cling to ever

Even when the way ahead was calm This hurt was turning in our blood When it sprung awake with a hunger strong It pulled us in like a flood All this story we all know How the heart grows wicked And the mind grows slow It's the choice we're making all

Patrick Park Thunderbolt Lyrics She's a thunderbolt. With guns & fire, Two arms full of holes, And nothing to hold. She's a restless sort With secrets that wait On corners in the dark, To pinch with a pain, To sting and to smart God knows it gets so

Once we older than we are now And our lungs were filled with rust And we worked so long our heads bowed down And our hearts only pushing dust Now we sway and we roll Though we have no control Cause that's just the way this goes Cause times are hard a

Silver Girl - Patrick Park That howling wind it comes Knocking on her door You know I want her here But it wants her more She's a sad-eyed silver skinner With worn & broken decks And you can hear her moan As the main sail sets She says Hang on silver

We are blessed We are loveless We are cold and we are kind We are stressed We are so thankless We are deaf and we are blind And we're pained And we are joyless And we're at a fork in the road We go on To loved families And we are sleeping in the cold