Album by M. Ward
Number of Lyrics in Album : 13
By M. Ward, Death is just a door, Blake said it first It's just
By M. Ward, I was raised in a Catholic school, learned who to
By M. Ward, He tied a feather to the hood for to get
By M. Ward, When you're absolute beginners It's a panoramic view From her majesty Mount
By M. Ward, You were beyond comprehension tonight But I understood, I understood If only
By M. Ward, Jailbird, jailbird, singing through the wires 'Cause his cage is closed
By M. Ward, Well, since time I had a mind, I been lazy And
By M. Ward, Everybody's going out, having fun I'm a fool for staying home,
By M. Ward, This river that we ride has always been alive Oh, my
By M. Ward, Well, the little things you say and do Make me wanna
By M. Ward, Up on the sun, this time tomorrow Fly, walk or run
By M. Ward, I was born on the first day of December That means
By M. Ward, He push a breath of air and He fills every