Foxing - Speak With The Dead
Last night the smoke from the bonfire followed me It is a radio to the gates I’d rather hear your old voice follow me But there is nothing to do but wait So here i wait
Foxing - Rory
{Verse 1} I wrote you a letter, asked your best friend to send it But took to the sea before you could have read it Retreated to snowcapped water of the unknown
Foxing - The Medic
{verse 1} She says, "you always smell like cigarettes And there's always whiskey on your breath But you're the best that i can do And i, i think i love
Foxing - Quietus
{Verse 1: Colleen Dow} You sang in the swell Coruscating with such Ordinary colours of the coast The champagne fielding neighbourhoods Where you've come to know
Foxing - Inuit
{Verse 1} Oh, pure heart's peer caught me gawking Your hair in the wind, such small lonesome hands I think I was meant to keep you warm {Bridge}
Foxing - Secret History
{Verse 1} They took all of your money, didn't they They count their little homes from the peak They pissed on your dreams, didn't they And wondered if you'd