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letra de passing through - uta tanabe

[intro: olivia c. dacal, uta tanabe]
did you sample this?
no
no?
it’s really good, what you’re playing right now…

[verse 1: uta tanabe]
i went up the stairs and tried to touch you
i have forgotten many things, the stars, and the bird calls

[refrain: uta tanabe]
let me hear dreams of you reflected in the old smoke and theory of beauty
i feel rather acutely alive but i don′t see that anywhere
but you say, things are not what they seem

[verse 2: uta tanabe]
i went down the stairs and tried to touch you
constellations in a quickening sky

[refrain: uta tanabe]
let me hear dreams of you reflected in the old smoke and thеory of beauty
i feel rather acutely alivе but i don’t see that anywhere
but you say, things are not what they seem

[chorus: olivia c. dacal, uta tanabe]
life spills over, some days
senses my infinite smallness
but maybe (maybe), i enjoy not being (being) just as much as being (being)
it′s time for me to practice growing old
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah)
(i’m passing through a phase) i’m just passin’ through a phase
(gradually i’m changing to a word) gradually changing to a…
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah) ahh, uh-huh…
(whatever you choose to claim) whatever you choose to claim
(nothing is truly mine) nothing is truly mine…
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah)
(i’m passing through a phase) ohhh… i’m just passin’ through a phase
(gradually i′m making a form) gradually taking a form…
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah)
(whatever you choose to claim) whatever you choose to claim
(nothing is truly mine) nothing’s truly mine
[instrumental break]

[refrain: uta tanabe]
let me hear dreams of you reflected in the old smoke and theory of beauty
i feel rather acutely alive but i don’t see that anywhere anymore
but you say, things are not what they seem

[chorus: olivia c. dacal, uta tanabe]
life spills over, some days
senses my infinite smallness
but maybe (maybe), i enjoy not being (being) just as much as being (being)
it′s time for me to practice growing old
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah) o-o-ohhh…
(i’m passing through a phase)
(gradually i’m changing to a word) gradually changing to a word…
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah) ohh-ahh-uhh..
(whatever you choose to claim) woah-ahh…
(nothing is truly mine) nothing is truly, yours
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah) ohhh, woah-ohh…
(i’m passing through a phase) i was passin’ through a pha-ase
(gradually i′m making a form) pha-a-ase…
(hee-oh-woah, ah-bah) ohhh…
(whatever you choose to claim) whatever you choose…
(nothing is truly mine)

- uta tanabe

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