Harrod and Funck все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I'm an expert in nothing except train wrecks and soulmates,
And fine lines and crap shoots and hurricane fate.
A celebration of clutter, I cannot deny it, from ashes...

Well I never fell in love, but I stepped in it twice.
I look for shifting planets on the day she arrives.
Playing king of the hill, skipping stones in the desert, from dust to dust...

There's a dead man in the bus at Sushana River.
Where the cold air punishes you more than any fever;
Where the tundra feeds the miles and the estate of imagination grows wild.

Throwing hats up in the air, what good is college anywhere?
Not for Christopher McCandle, Alexander was his new handle thumbing to Alaska.
Finally free from this world, "I now walk into the wild.
Return all mail to sender, 'til we never meet again. Love, Alexander."