Grizzly Bear design on soft, high-quality T-shirts in Heather Navy. Available in S, M, L, XL, and 3XL. Designed by my wonderful friend Amy Pennell at Strange Pine Studio (strangepine.com).
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Sting rays swim underwater
But that is not the place you belong
Sun dripping down from a carousel
Seeping into my pockets
And burning my palms
Lead-bellied man with a tiger's grin
Creeps and claws his way into town
Hoping for a fast meal to satisfy
All the cravings he's felt
For the last several months
Do you remember the songs
We would sing in my car
You would sing, I would scream at the top of my lungs
I would whistle guitars
You'd turn the interior into the drums
I remember the way that the polish would chip on the nails
Of her thumbs
I remember the ones
Flat-footed actual bastard
He claws his way to the back of the bar
Knowing well the things he is searching for
Aren’t the things
He wanted to find at the start
Dim-witted past tense philosopher
Fully equipped with smile and a nod
Bearing gifts he stole from an officer
Looking to profit
Off of the lights on my car
Do you remember the songs
We would sing in my car
You would sing, I would scream at the top of my lungs
I would whistle guitars
You'd turn the interior into the drums
I remember the way that the polish would chip on the nails
Of her thumbs
I remember the ones
This is not exactly how you thought it would go
I know
But it's gonna have to do
Well if you find yourself
In someone else's shoes
Then I suggest you go and get your own
Do you remember the songs
We would sing in my car
You would sing, I would scream at the top of my lungs
I would whistle guitars
You'd turn the interior into the drums
I remember the way that the polish would chip on the nails
Of her thumbs
I remember the love
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309