Sanoja: Loudermilk. The Red Record. Attached At The Mouth.

Careful, careful the trees are falling down
The hurricane is spinning through the air,
I want to kiss you in the shelter beneath the house
While the twister's overhead and while we kiss
I can hear the objects smashing against the wall
shots of light break through the cellar door as they come undone
Careful, careful the eath will be devoured
The sharpened teeth of a hurricane
I hear the panic but i'm just too tired to care or too in love
I just can't tell
You were just the spark I needed or you are my love depleted
You were just the spark I needed or you are my love depleted
You were just the spark I needed or you are my love depleted
Careful, careful the trees are falling down
Careful, careful the trees are falling down
Careful, careful the trees are falling down