Spirit Ditch - Sparklehorse (闪马)
I want my records back
And that
Motorcycle gas tank
That I
Spray painted black
The owls have been
Talking to me
But I'm sworn
To secrecy
I woke up in
A burnt out basement
Sleeping with
Metal hands
In a spirit ditch
The moon it
Will rise with such
Horse laughter
It's dragging pianos
To the ocean
If I had
A home
You'd know it'd be
In a slide trombone
I woke up in
A burnt out basement
Sleeping with
Metal hands
In a spirit ditch
I woke up in
A burnt out basement
Sleeping with
Metal hands
In a spirit ditch
