Tag: Father John Misty

His body is a Gelson'sHer soul, the fallen starAt midnight, twice a weekShe comes, she leavesAnd no one's hassled her ...

I had a vision that Mary of Magdalene saw the future that awaits us Just before Good Friday eve Figured ...

The optimist Swears hope dies last And shoots the lamplight clean from the brakeman's hand It's always the darkest right ...

I'm nodding, "Yes" I'm making my face go like I am listening That's nice You've seen all his films Even ...

Our naked bodies go on trialJust for laughing at the jokeJust for saying of the bargainWhat any sales girl already ...