Though you try to swallow me whole I succumb to nothing My shelter come with me You know in this hell i am torn
Flux of terrain we’ve been on before Made it through oblivion then they close the door
Needles of meadow Houses and rooms of perfumes I have the same of you now What fever you’ll have of me soon Here time is endless The voices i love call me home Who knows for all distance What fuses me into you now
Flux of terrain we’ve been on before Made it through oblivion then they close the door On a lonely road again, we’ve been on before Mothers tell their children, “we’re going home”
(breathe you away..) Flux of terrain we’ve been on before Made it through oblivion and they closed the door On a lonely road again, we’ve been on before Mothers tell their children, “we’re going home”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
