letra de atlantic - the weather station
my god, i thought what a sunset
blood red floods the atlantic
with a wine in my hand, laid
back in the grass of some stranger’s field
while shearwaters reeled overhead
thinking i should get all this dying off of my mind
i should really know better than to read the headlines
does it matter if i see it? why can’t i just cover my eyes?
in the half light, soft wind on my skin
pink clouds massing on the cliffs
thinking how can i touch this
how can i touch this softest
petal, softest stem, softest leaf, bending, green, in my palm?
thinking i should get all this dying off of my mind
i should really know better than to read the headlines
does it matter if i see? no really
can i not just cover my eyes?
oh tell me, why can’t i just cover my eyes?
letras aleatórias
- letra de אם יש מאין - him yesh mehain - הראל - harel
- letra de tragicomedy - family fodder
- letra de a flower and a man - extraa
- letra de sicko - bill stax (빌스택스)
- letra de what do you mean - zillionglare
- letra de love after life - wild
- letra de vanília álomkex - a. e. bizottság
- letra de the dihydrogen monoxide song - bryant oden
- letra de fucked up - yung maou
- letra de hello (colors) - jelani blackman