Guard my bed While the rain turns the ditches to mirrors Buy a vase of carnations from central Ohio Where the looking machine can't hear us Deep in the night we dream of PROVISIONS.. There's a line for the phone in the hall And in the cold places where Spanish is spoken Most wars end in the fall You never know when your pet will go Pet politics Still wearing last night's mascara Now that her pet was gone for sure She was shivering so hard It looked like there were two of her I can see through the sleeve on her blouse The mute plans of her architect lover A tattoo of a boarded up house An ink door that belonged to another When the rain hits you, it hits you slow Stitch after stitch Stitch after stitch Adam was not the first man Though the Bible tells us so There was one created before him Whose name we do not know He also lived DOWN in the garden But he had no mouth or eyes One day Adam came to kill him And he died beneath these skies I find it so amazing how I go where I'm led I go where I'm led I go where I'm led I go where I'm led I suspect we could be losing now Please guard my bed Please guard my bed
october of 2005, there's a date in the description. there's a demo version recorded for the believer magazine too but it's solo acoustic and doesn't have this sick guitar part on it
hey any chance youd wanna upload some live show videos i took? dont super want them on my channel but i want them to be out there. let me know if youd wanna do that and how i could get them to you
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