by Enter the Haggis on album Broken Arms
We were playing on the big stage Ten million people a night Saw my name on the marquee Saw my name in the golden light All praised by the critic's pen Jet set like a president If no one's screaming w
by Enter the Haggis on album Broken Arms
We were playing on the big stage Ten million people a night Saw my name on the marquee Saw my name in the golden light All praised by the critic's pen Jet set like a president If no one's screaming w
by Enter The Haggis on album The Modest Revolution
too many years in the wind disappeared and you can’t go back but you rescued your heart from the cinders and wreckage of one bloody final crash oh, you knew there was something a bright littl
by Enter the Haggis on album The Modest Revolution
Too many years, in the wind disappeared and you can't go back But you rescued your heart from the cinders and wreckage of one bloody final crash Oh, you knew there was something a bright little beacon
by Enter the Haggis on album The Modest Revolution
Skin on fire, bones are cold; These piston arms are born to roll, Down down the line. If you don't find it, it finds you; If you don't drive, it's what you do, Down down the line. I see an open stag
by Enter the Haggis on album The Modest Revolution
... You stood high out of reach there at the top of the tower You blew out the clouds, blocked out the sun no end to the pull and the power A rope tied over the land suddenly frayed and unwinding eyes
by Enter the Haggis on album Live At Saint Claire
Too many years, in the wind disappeared and you can't go back But you rescued your heart from the cinders and wreckage of one bloody final crash Oh, you knew there was something a bright little beacon
by Enter The Haggis on album Gutter Anthems
Another link in the chain getting rusty breaking Down in the gutter with a smile it's another case of finding your place Another number showing what he’s made The sun sweeps the shadows from the
by Enter The Haggis on album Whitelake
by 2 pm the rain is gone clear and cold above water slowly fills the shadows on the lawn and never makes a sound leave it all behind you and head for higher ground all these years of commitments and c
by Enter The Haggis on album Whitelake
The Hunter And The Phantom Limb Today I walked out in the snow So peaceful on the sleeping lawn It filled my shoes and chilled my bones You weren't there and I moved on You weren't there and I moved
by Enter The Haggis on album Gutter Anthems
On my twenty-first day I came to Calico They told me there was silver buried in her stone Summer died in April before the flowers came She will hold me here until I strike my dying day I just keep
by Enter The Haggis on album Gutter Anthems
On a day like any other day Pavement turning red Johnny laid down in the alleyway Died with a song in his head A long, long way from Springhill In an unforgiving game Came by with an eye for the
by Enter the Haggis on album Miscellaneous
My young love said to me My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you For your lack of kind And she went away from me And this she did say Oh, it will not be long love Till our wedding day Sh
by Enter the Haggis on album Live At Saint Claire
The Basket or The Blade I am lighting fires I am lighting fires and burning everything You are felling trees Composing melodies that I will never sing When the autumn comes We will build our drums an
by Enter the Haggis on album Live At Saint Claire
Another link in the chain getting rusty breaking Down in the gutter with a smile It's another case of finding your place Another number showing what he's made The sun sweeps the shadows from the concr
by Enter the Haggis on album Live At Saint Claire
Skin on fire, bones are cold; These piston arms are born to roll, Down down the line. If you don't find it, it finds you; If you don't drive, it's what you do, Down down the line. I see an open stag
by Enter the Haggis on album Live At Saint Claire
The Basket or The Blade I am lighting fires I am lighting fires and burning everything You are felling trees Composing melodies that I will never sing When the autumn comes We will build our drums an
by Enter The Haggis on album Whitelake
new love plants a seed old house in the trees ambitions, transitions roll up your sleeves one by one, the layers peel back (now back away) this room is the perfect photograph (by light of day) throw