EAST MEETS SOUTH

EAST MEETS SOUTH
(Gallagher) Universal

Poor as frost, I'm colder than the rain,
as lost as lost, lonely like the morning train,
sweatin' on the sun, yeah I'm feeling every hair,
waking up rough, gettin' closer to the ground,
closer to the ground,

palm tree brain, legs are made of sand.
East meets south on the floor of a rented caravan,
her dark hair is the sea, and I'm a failing ship,
all faith goes overboard as my heart runs aground,
my heart runs aground,

and if I could only make my bed under it all
then I could lay my head down
and watch myself falling.

Road map eyes, got a liver full of sin,
I can't disguise breakin' down on everything,
the blue sky is my oyster and I am just a shell.
Look ma no 'chute,
I'm gettin' closer to the ground, closer to the ground.

Brendan Gallagher : vocal, guitars, percussion, bass
Michael Galeazzi : double bass
Sarah Peet: cello
Marlon Porter: tabla
Rob Souter: drums

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