Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Holly Throsby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Holly Throsby
Composer
Lyrics
Without a sound
My old hound sleeps in the ground
Under the house
Under the town
An arrow is loud
Shivered and stuck in the mouth
And my heart's an apple - red, round - and you
shot it out!
You shot it out!
And what do the shot dream about?
A millpond?
A stillborn?
A house?
Where everything sings out?
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