letra de herbs - lunar hand
[verse 1]
san francisco
the dead of winter
the ocean’s angry
hook, line, and sinker
the smell of plant draws
a hungry drummer to release his worries
just have another
[pre-chorus]
you’re out, standing
molded to a pole
insect, branding
flying off the venue walls
oh, oh, oh, oh
[chorus]
float around and back again
the golden gate turned green to him
swallow whole into the pit, a solid cooked up fever trip
float around and back again
the golden gate turned green to him
turned green to him
[bridge]
don’t you love the air around you
nothing itself around
coming down oh, coming down
don’t you love the air around you
nothing itsеlf around
coming down oh, coming down
[pre-chorus]
you’re out, standing
holding to a pole
insect, branding
flying off thе venue walls
oh, oh, oh, oh
[chorus]
float around and back again
the golden gate turned green to him
swallow whole into the pit, a solid cooked up fever trip
float around and back again
the golden gate turned green to him
turned green to him
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