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A Singer Of Songs - Old Happiness şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: A Singer Of Songs

albüm: Old Happiness


I kept my belly low to the ground
I shoved aside whatever I found
I longed for emptiness
Gasps of air like cold rocks in my chest
I licked my wounds under a tree
I got my heat from sun through leaves
Stains in my eyes, that brilliant disguise
Of stars that shouldn't be seen
I hid behind bushes and found
A peek on life just to find out
True beauty could not be seen
Just a branch in between
It is time, it is time
It is time, it is time
There the fields are wide and clear
Slowness turns into fear
Soil goes moist a sad voice
'TIll I pour silence from this noise
I think of lonesome roads around
I think of pearls in tall grass
And brightness to be found
And happiness too old to feel
It is time, it is time, it is time, it is time
It is time, it is time, it is time, it is time
It is time, it is time, it is time
For better times

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