letra de conversion - jeff mccarthy
i would like to spend the day on the slope of a mountain
listening to a parable about a lost sheep or a blighted vineyard
for months, my only companion would be this story
and the more i told it to myself, the clearer everything would become
then i would remove my helmet of opinions
and walk into the public streets revealing the soft brown mushroom of my new head
i would repeat the story to small groups of men
drawing ill-strations in the sand with a stick
i would leave them murmuring in a circle
and late at night, when the cold wind found the ch-nks of my house
and disturbed the candle stub next to my bed
i would hear the story told by the tongue of flame
and watch the shadows of my former self fl!cker on the low ceiling
and the walls of stone
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- letra de the storm - ellevator
- letra de vorhang fällt - reeperbahn kareem
- letra de test drive - shouk
- letra de (nice dream) - rosie carney
- letra de jeffrey dahmer - dylan von jones
- letra de bout a check - zteve line
- letra de defend you (xo) - yoey composes
- letra de promise - mantiz
- letra de part of your games - zacarias li rose