Stir Lyrics

Hú hviss - A Ship Weeping Rock, Rock Nightly Cares The Ghosts You Draw on My Back Stir Sing Me Out the Window The Island of Children's Children Away Oh, How the Boat Drifts Small Deaths Are the Saddest Will the Summer Make Good for All of Our Sins? Abandoned Ship Bells

A Little Bit, Sometimes Asleep on a Train Awake on a Train Green Grass of Tunnel Now There's That Fear Again The Ballad of the Broken Birdie Records The Ghosts You Draw on My Back The Land Between Solar Systems We Have a Map of the Piano Weeping Rock, Rock