Get Books On Tape lyrics by Native free! Amazing collection of all Native song lyrics in one place. Click the printer icon next to the song title to print the words.
Sunrise: the corners crackle in faint insight
Scene splice: the velvet plush of withered life
White words between the lines for those who died
Our veins whose blood was uses exemplified
Pillows rung of warm make-up
Cloud's might constricts the noose's grip