Rock Scissor Stone - Misophone

Ghost in the rain

Lost its again

Come back home

So sorry, Rose

A rock

All faces look the same

A girl at the bar

Sitting like a star

On a back in the streets

Her fingers are bone

Rock, scissor, stone

out and down into

The cat’s in the sun

The summer has gone

And I loathe it each time

It comes 'round

And some like the promise

Of the ground

And the

like a woman at night

That has no

Knows no

Like a dog that has forgotten how to bite

The earth’s no canvas

Painted over many times

And the

like a woman at night

That has no

Knows no

Like a dog that’s forgottn how to bite

The earth’s no canvas

Paintd over many times