• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Lullaby (mountain) - Acorn
• Plates & Saucers - Acorn
• Heirlooms - Acorn
• Low Gravity - Acorn
• Spring Thaw - Acorn
• Brokered Heart - Acorn
• Hold Your Breath - Acorn
• Antenna - Acorn
• Crooked Legs - Acorn
• Oh Napoleon - Acorn
• Darcy - Acorn
• For The Sake Of My Pride - Acorn
• Dents - Acorn
• Feral Chile - Acorn
• Almanac - Acorn
• Kindling To Cremation - Acorn
• Glory Hope Mountain - Acorn
• No Ghost - Acorn
• Tin Fist - Acorn

Lullaby (Mountain) by The Acorn
I, I will wash over you
I know your heart is true
Little Mountain of mine
‘Cause the sun set down on me
You turn your head and slowly start to breathe
Like the common bonds on carbon, buried deep
I’m the shadow of the long forgotten dream
But I, I will wash over you
I know your heart is true
Little mountain of mine
But every word I wrote left incomplete
And the promises I never got to keep
Though you toes grow colder as you sleep
The blood runs through your heart with every beat
‘Cause I, I will wash over you
I know your heart is true
Little Mountain of mine
I, I will wash over you
I know your heart is true

Let me make you an offer
Take the glass from this plate and saucer
Hold it up to your mouth
Though you haven't been a bother
At all
And I'll come to you
If to tell you
Tell you how that you
You're on my mind
Most the time
When my plans have fallen through
I'd love to rest
And keep things under the table
Pass the days evading whispers and labels
You're surely not the only treasure
On a map too large to measure
Take your pick on the exit

Sometimes treasures found are treasures best left hidden
Like petty crimes that shouldn't be forgiven
And the shadow cast by the towers you left standing
Listen to the ringing in your ears
You belmont(?) mouth and drinking paint the water
Pillow aches and eyes burn for tomorrow
Wedding seasons to temporary reasons
Nothing but the ringing in your ears
A trumpet tales you heard ad infinitum(?)
Parting words and how we might divide them
No holy wars or drunk high school reunions
Nothing but the ringing in our ears
The paper bag film version of your life
The family jewels you put under the knife
And heirlooms mark the stunts you can't get rid of
Branded in your backside for you to sit on
Sunlight paints the poles with dusk and plaster
These days the waves lap the sidewalks so much faster
I fall asleep in the valley between your shoulders
Listen to the ringing in my ears (x4)

Basking in low gravity, in a fog.
Wilting in your levity.
Whitewashing avenues of our widening disparities.
We never made a sound just stared at one another.
The heavy clouds that crowd your head, and above,
Satellites that light the dead darkness of your vacuum.
Your body bleeds in infrared.
The shadow and the flame run from another.
The river calm and tame sits above the undercurrents.
Relish in the sound.
The weightless words the heart attracts.
I want it all; no, I want you back; the period a long ellipse.

A thousand points of light
Are flowing through the streets
Painting streaks and streams
Of light upon our feet
You cannot take a single step
Without these colors covering our cheeks
And all these fading dreams
Are coral in the trees
The slumber town is smoked
The capital's on fire
The slumber town is smoked
The capital's on fire
We cannot take a single step
Without these ashes covering our feet
And all these failing dreams
Are burning in the streets
So take the hand that guides your shoulder
And walk into the wall
All this town is underwater

Your head is full of fire
With words and false desires
Oh, you signed and sealed it
My brokered heart believed it
Your head's above the water
The land ahead has caught you
I've already signed and sealed it
My brokered hand believed it
Again, my heart is caving in
My eye is turning into dim
Your head is full of fire
With words and false desires
Oh, you signed and sealed it

There's a river that parts the valley of this town, following the road up to your father's farm
Your rosy lungs will empty on the day that you were born
And no one thought you'd make it past the morning
Hold...
Your brother said your mother was a firefly you buried in the earth
And every night the firelight warms the tender bits of skin beneath your shirt
The climbing constellations move in semitones
And sit behind the county line in the melody of gravitation
Hold...
Calling on the colours of the globe
Sleep amongst the mango trees and poisoned oaks
A flood for every footprint, for every mile we forgot
Though your hands were little, we always ???
Hold your breath...
The sanctity of soil
Wandering roots and living oils
Unions underground
All around, mountains like diaphragms
The rhythms of a landscape that is breathing

Was it always there, or contracted?
Was it just the thought to which i was attracted?
The body speaks in chemicals,
a song and dance not visible
but i've been told don't go looking
'cause the tune was tuned to find you.
Distance drowns the signal and the call of constellations.
I'm picking up the language that we lost.
Static in the air, no reception.
Was it just a bad antenna or your perception
of the silence that surrounds you,
your ears will move to find it.
Don't do looking,

I looked up and picked out a map in the sky
no need for the nude of the moon as I'm guided by fireflies
and they whisper prayers to my feet
as I tiptoe through gardens minding the slumber of parakeets
and lovers on the way
I won't feel the pull of the coming day
or the compromise of sleep
'cause I've got a fire on the soles of my feet
I'm going as far as these crooked legs take me
not stopping for water or dew covered daisies
not waiting for ribbons or medals to praise me
not washing the blood that has covered and stained me
Oh to be fooled by the wool that has covered me
oh to be led by the light of a melody
I'm making my way while the sun cannot stain me
I'm watching the road with two young eyes to guide me
not looking behind to ensure that the home fires are shrinking
the fireflies fade as the city lights find me
Oh to be fooled by the wool that had covered me
oh to be led by the light of a melody
I'm going as far as these crooked legs take me
I'm watching the road with two young eyes to guide me
I'm making my way while the sun cannot stain me

Talk about your peace of mind.
The one I found so hard to find.
Mosquito stuck in amber mine.
Don't want my body trapped in time.
As I wait for skies to clear,
Don't seem to mind if I shed a tear.
From time to time, I'm swallowed whole,
And in a wink spat on the floor.
Will I follow you home again.
How's it feel to disappear.
Like seriously, just disappear.
And take a stab from papa's spear.
Getting drunk on rotten air.
Bite my tongue, I taste your blood.
Never thought that I could bite hard enough.
Eyes of fire in your skull.
You've got the kind of eyes that burns goose flesh off.
Oh your charm is getting old.
This kind of love ain't bought or sold.
I know you tried if truth be told,
But I still cast you to a bed of coal.
Will I follow you home again.
Bite my tongue, I taste your blood.

Here, we're hanging on to feeling lost.
Tied to and subtle
Now, we find it hard
To keep on living large.
Stunts and five-year plans
Won't really take you far.
Now, we work til dawn
Through stubborn yawns.
Tied to anxious thoughts
That push you on.
Now, we find it hard
To keep on living large.
Stunts and five-year plans
Won't really take you far.
Hence, the come and go
That lessons stick around.
They'll drag you from your

You always knew what you wanted
in fact you always fawn it
how you had your plans laid out back then
But now you come to realize
the truth and the advice
about the best laid plans of mice and man
No I just can't take it
no I don't think I'll make it
there's too much at stake and I can't abide
No I just can't fake it
not for the sake of my pride
Now as you get older
there's more you've got to shoulder
everything comes down to the bottom line
In the eyes the beholder
just like I've always told her
now you've got to ask where it is you sign
No I just can't take it
no I don't think I'll make it
there's too much at stake and I can't abide
No I just can't fake it
know that my heart is aching
it would be a mistake for the sake of my pride
for the sake of my pride
for the sake of my pride
Money always finds wealth
but illness rarely finds health
so crunch your numbers and pop your pills
When your final day comes
the balance and sums
won't count for much as your grave gets filled
No I just can't take it
no I don't think I'll make it
there's too much at stake and I can't abide
No I just can't fake it
know that my heart is aching
it would be a mistake for the sake of my pride
for the sake of my pride

I can see your years in my reflection,
dents and cracks embedded in my skin
Maywood bloom in fireworks and fury
for all the times I didn't let you win.
(Oooh, Oooh woo ooh. x2)
As I make my way through your convictions,
let me pick the best fruit from your tree
And all the miles that we have put between us
have been filled with loving blisters and sour truths.
One by one the seasons change you
Maybe once but not for all
Time can't paint the picture for you
Dying leaves need time to fall
Let me be the one you're running to
One by one the seasons change you
Maybe once but not for all
Time can't paint the picture for you

it started with a seed
it formed the worst of me
marked by tongues and seeds
of cold tranquility
but things are getting better
with lust and spoonfuls of pity
you turned this heart into a city
pirates in the streets
your loves kept underneath
things are getting better
things are getting better
of all the sails you said you carry by your sides
it didnt miss the wind or the daily dice
and everything you did
couldnt keep me any further from the truth
no, everything you did
couldnt keep me any further from the proof
things are getting better
things are getting better
yeah, things are getting better
curse the love you left in this city
curse the love you left in this city
curse the love you left in this city
curse the love you left in this city
curse the love you left in this city
curse the love you left in this city
curse the love you left in this city

There's a season in your eyes
and a fever on your breath
you're anchored to the tide
and the rhythm in your chest
I read the rings and count the city lights
you sing a static sonnet on the dial
you could talk a walk, through the mines
or you could spend all your days
just waiting for the night
the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire

My ears are ringing
I wasn't sure if you had it in you
it's a flat sky, there's no shadows
I can hear the wrinkles whisper in your dress
Don't hear the ringing, just the wind kissing your ears
'Cause this is how you pass the time away
as the kindling to my cremation
we don't hear the ringing, just the wind kissing our ears

Basking in low gravity, in a fog.
Wilting in your levity.
Whitewashing avenues of our widening disparities.
We never made a sound just stared at one another.
The heavy clouds that crowd your head, and above,
Satellites that light the dead darkness of your vacuum.
Your body bleeds in infrared.
The shadow and the flame run from another.
The river calm and tame sits above the undercurrents.
Relish in the sound.
The weightless words the heart attracts.
I want it all; no, I want you back; the period a long ellipse.
You can lose the weight but it all comes back.

There's a season in your eyes and a fever on your breath you're anchored to the tide and the rhythm in your chest I read the rings and count the city lights you sing a static sonnet on the dial
you could talk a walk, through the mines or you could spend all your days just waiting for the night the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire I see it all reflected in your eyes

Sometimes treasures found are treasures best left hidden
Like petty crimes, that shouldn't be forgiven
I'm the shadow cast by the towers you left standing
Listen to the ringing in your ears
Your (???)nothing, drinking paint the water
Pillowaches and eyes burned for tomorrow
Wedding seasons to temporary reasons
Nothing but the ringing in your ears
A trumped tells you, heard ad infinitum
Parting words and how we might divide them
No holy wars or drunk highschools-reunions
Nothing but the ringing in our ears
The paperbagfilm version of your life
The family-jewels you put under the knife
And arrows mark the stunts you can't get rid of
Branded into your backside for you to sit on
Sunlight paints the poles with dust and plaster
these days the winds mark the sidewalk so much faster
I fall asleep in the valley between your shoulders
And listen to the ringing in my ears
And listen to the ringing in my ears
And listen to the ringing in my ears
And listen to the ringing in my ears
See them wave at you fall back to the back of the line