In the same destructive way / Your broken bridge lies in the hay / You cannot spell you only lean / Where magic words direct the stream
Baixar Mais Tocadas: ouvir Marty Willson-Piper
First i drew a breath / Fell into sleep / I was laughing at death / When i fell too deep
Golden inch a pinch of dust / The desert sinks like deserts must / A shelf of moon a bag of skies / In serpent dips the seconds fly
Well I want to tell you / Things I’ve seen / I never knew you then / I think about the things you did
In the distance, there’s a hill / There’s a house upon the hill / On this side it’s dark / On the other side it’s green
If you sway / In the breeze of moving reeds / Swim away / Then fly out in the universe
Pensive you / Alone in a crowd / Wipe out the distance / Thinking out loud