Tug Lyrics

Artist: Seven Mary Three
Album: The Economy of Sound

Little miss runs away.
Didn't think you would ever come back.
As I turned my head.
I find my newest complication.
She won't run.
Won't fall.
She don't talk to.
Anyone at all.
Am I your sleepless dream?
Can I whisper soft advice?
Am I the wind rush through the trees?
Turning leaves of observation.
She won't run.
And won't fall.
She don't talk to.
Anyone at all.
River rushes towards.
A south city left behind.
The Tug is moving at a walking pace.
Slithering up her spine.
I won't run.
I won't fall.
I don't talk to.
Anyone at all.

Related:
Seven Mary Three Lyrics
Seven Mary Three The Economy of Sound Lyrics

More Seven Mary Three Music Lyrics:
Seven Mary Three - Bark No Bite Lyrics
Seven Mary Three - Cumbersome Lyrics
Seven Mary Three - Honey Lyrics
Seven Mary Three - Honey of Generation Lyrics
Seven Mary Three - In-Between Lyrics
Seven Mary Three - Man In Control? Lyrics
Seven Mary Three - RockCrown Lyrics
Seven Mary Three - Summer Is Over Lyrics