Labradors Songtext
von Hailaker

Head out
Pinned my despair to a ledger line
A printout
The blood moon had made it molasses, I


Measured my sleep
My forward was shorter than yours
I could see
I had a nice dream
It was awkward for you
Even harder for me
Not to be

You swam out
The broccoli mountains had boiled now
I′d drown
I sat on the side and consoled myself

I let the light leave
I knew there were Labradors waiting for me
Where had I been?
I'm calling my head to come back to my feet

I′m calling my head to come back to my feet
I'm calling my head to come back to my feet