Foul Weather Fare (исполнитель: Mode Moderne)
I`m proud to watch you when you`re at your best Calm, cool incarnate, statuesque all my friends love you and wish you well you`re wise but unrefined, enviable Tail to feline, marrow to bone depth to your breath your words to my soul You`re bold faced lies, obsession at large breath left prose on bathroom mirrors foul weather fare Moral at outset from boot to chest published paintings of the old west or desert grotto all silent and clear opulent, crimson, sunken mirrors Tail to feline, feather to wing blood in my heart to hear you sing your bold faced lies, my obsession at large your breath left the sweetest prose on my mirror