too little, too late (too little, too late)
without someone to hold (no fire, no coals)
too little, too late (too little, too late)
embers lost their smoke
too little, too late (too little, too late)
without someone to hold (no fire, no coals)
too little, too late (too little, too late)
embers lost their smoke
you said that you could flip the switch
but a red fern grows beneath my fingers
don't tell me you won't let love breathe
they caught me nested in your plant-life
doctors cut me out
see the spine erupting from the screen
too little, too late (too little, too late)
without someone to hold (no fire, no coals)
too little, too late (too little, too late)
embers lost their smoke
too little, too late (too little, too late)
without someone to hold (no fire, no coals)
too little, too late (too little, too late)
embers lost their smoke
you said that you could flip the switch
but a red fern grows beneath my fingers
don't tell me you won't let love breathe
they caught me nested in your plant-life
doctors cut me out
see the spine erupting from the screen
too little, too late (too little, too late)
without someone to hold (no fire, no coals)
too little, too late (too little, too late)
embers lost their smoke
too little, too late (too little, too late)
without someone to hold (no fire, no coals)
too little, too late (too little, too late)
embers lost their smoke
sunflower was grown in a lab to produce the world's annual corn harvest seven times over, but it ran away to the circus to
read Chaucer and learn to whistle. legend has it, you can still hear sunflower's soft wails as it mourns the inevitable collapse of space-time....more
A brand new sampling of some of the imaginative R&B, funk, soul & rap from Terrace Martin's collaborative label with Ropeadope. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 15, 2017