Shinbone Alley / Hard To Exist
๐ต 1088 characters
โฑ๏ธ 12:43 duration
๐ ID: 6596995
๐ Lyrics
Moonlight through the chicken wire, humming window pane
Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty drain
Big town's in need of mending, street lights make tooth some seams
Denim shadows shuffle in between the beams
Different strokes for different folks so
Mind your manner and easy on the ethnic jokes
It's a dumbbell curve, you're trying to tally
All the way down to shin bone alley
Streets are metacarpal and flesh of asphalt calm
Buildings rise like fingers from a concrete palm
Yellow lit apartment trickle through the drapes
Windows frame each history hidden even from the fire escapes
Sullen winter sparrow lends wing to expanse of grey
Six-thirty-two in the morning on Thanksgiving day and the bums
They hit their corners, the thunder bird rubs their bones and the crack
Addicts stare at the snowflakes zigzagging down to greet Jones
Different strokes for different folks so
Seven-thirty-two on the same day, your bare feet on the parquet
And the light so papery white shining past the microwave
Knuckles to eyeballs and elbows on the table
Spend the day gazing from the window gable
Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty drain
Big town's in need of mending, street lights make tooth some seams
Denim shadows shuffle in between the beams
Different strokes for different folks so
Mind your manner and easy on the ethnic jokes
It's a dumbbell curve, you're trying to tally
All the way down to shin bone alley
Streets are metacarpal and flesh of asphalt calm
Buildings rise like fingers from a concrete palm
Yellow lit apartment trickle through the drapes
Windows frame each history hidden even from the fire escapes
Sullen winter sparrow lends wing to expanse of grey
Six-thirty-two in the morning on Thanksgiving day and the bums
They hit their corners, the thunder bird rubs their bones and the crack
Addicts stare at the snowflakes zigzagging down to greet Jones
Different strokes for different folks so
Seven-thirty-two on the same day, your bare feet on the parquet
And the light so papery white shining past the microwave
Knuckles to eyeballs and elbows on the table
Spend the day gazing from the window gable
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.98] Moonlight through the chicken wire, humming window pane
[00:27.61] Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty drain
[00:35.77] Big town's in need of mending, street lights make tooth some seams
[00:45.00] Denim shadows shuffle in between the beams
[00:52.55] Different strokes for different folks so
[00:58.04] Mind your manner and easy on the ethnic jokes
[01:02.25] It's a dumbbell curve, you're trying to tally
[01:06.97] All the way down to shin bone alley
[01:20.07] Streets are metacarpal and flesh of asphalt calm
[01:28.64] Buildings rise like fingers from a concrete palm
[01:36.77] Yellow lit apartment trickle through the drapes
[01:45.17] Windows frame each history hidden even from the fire escapes
[01:53.78] Sullen winter sparrow lends wing to expanse of grey
[02:02.33] Six-thirty-two in the morning on Thanksgiving day and the bums
[02:11.83] They hit their corners, the thunder bird rubs their bones and the crack
[02:20.18] Addicts stare at the snowflakes zigzagging down to greet Jones
[02:27.66] Different strokes for different folks so
[02:31.82] Seven-thirty-two on the same day, your bare feet on the parquet
[03:53.57] And the light so papery white shining past the microwave
[04:01.72] Knuckles to eyeballs and elbows on the table
[04:10.66] Spend the day gazing from the window gable
[04:59.20]
[00:27.61] Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty drain
[00:35.77] Big town's in need of mending, street lights make tooth some seams
[00:45.00] Denim shadows shuffle in between the beams
[00:52.55] Different strokes for different folks so
[00:58.04] Mind your manner and easy on the ethnic jokes
[01:02.25] It's a dumbbell curve, you're trying to tally
[01:06.97] All the way down to shin bone alley
[01:20.07] Streets are metacarpal and flesh of asphalt calm
[01:28.64] Buildings rise like fingers from a concrete palm
[01:36.77] Yellow lit apartment trickle through the drapes
[01:45.17] Windows frame each history hidden even from the fire escapes
[01:53.78] Sullen winter sparrow lends wing to expanse of grey
[02:02.33] Six-thirty-two in the morning on Thanksgiving day and the bums
[02:11.83] They hit their corners, the thunder bird rubs their bones and the crack
[02:20.18] Addicts stare at the snowflakes zigzagging down to greet Jones
[02:27.66] Different strokes for different folks so
[02:31.82] Seven-thirty-two on the same day, your bare feet on the parquet
[03:53.57] And the light so papery white shining past the microwave
[04:01.72] Knuckles to eyeballs and elbows on the table
[04:10.66] Spend the day gazing from the window gable
[04:59.20]