Kishore Kumar Hits

Native - Sixty Seven şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Native

albüm: Orthodox


Semblance washed in warmth and grain
Silver tears distinct and frays
Scenes compress. Contrast; decays
Recall, recapture, retain, resume
Recall, recapture, retain, resume
(While colors hemorrhage)
(Hues slide
Tense fingers twitch inmost decides
Blank eyes
Cold runs its length and blue resides)

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