The adders curled around her Slithering through the windows Singing "Serpentina We are your only cover now Put your hand to the sound These are the scales you'll call your own We'll come back in August, after the fall It turns this all red" Jackals poured around him Slinking in through the front door Singing "Canaferal, we are your only refuge now Put your hand to the sound This is the fur you'll call your own We'll come back in December, after the winter Turns this all blue" Down the shore, down too low You'll find the floor, the undertow Sparrows swarmed around her Fluttering down the chimney Singing, "Aviana, we are your only harbor now Put your hand to the sound These are the quills you'll call your own We'll come back in April, after the spring It turns this all green" Down the shore, down too low You'll find the floor, the undertowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
