Samuel Gough Molehill
Frozen from sight,
Tucked on the inside,
Message is clear, oh yeah,
Bend it just right,
And all the words come tumbling free,
Oh yeah,
Fresh as the soaked up scars you hide so well,
Mission complete,
Façade achieved,
Like it or not the glass house which you dwell,
Sucks up the light for all to see;
Oh the sound that I feel yeah,
Got me setting in motion,
There’s a light that you hold when it breaks down,
Oh the heat of the sky,
Got me rolling in motion,
There’s a line that you hold when it breaks down
Focus up tight,
Memories of rapture
Sold for a fee,oh yeah,
Hard morning grin,
Terrified outside
Caught in a fair, bewarely breeze;
Traces that undermine the moment won,
Damage no root,
Prepare the way,
Loneliness calls on silent daily hell,
Conjuring up the world we seek;
Oh the sound that I feel ,
Got me setting in motion,
There’s a line that you hold when it breaks down,
Oh the heat of the sky,
Got me rolling in motion,
There’s a light that you hold when it breaks down
