The liquid scenery Cast an indigo complexation To drift so carefree, moonlight reflects in the pool of darker times And to sink to darker measures Submariner seeks pride from depths hard to find, forever wading A pool of strange things Its guilt, is craving, this comfort, it's quilt And outside I think it's raining
Why'd you leave me? Because of my depression? You used to complete me but I guess I learnt a lesson Things are even But don't even out The deep sea diver's in doubt
And if we swim down low This pressure might go beneath the covers the cotton ceiling And if we swim down low This pressure might grow beneath city lights I'm wandering home And if we swim down low The pressure might go beneath the sheets I'm covered in And if we swim down low The pressure might grow those woes were still hovering
This day's slipping I feel my feet drift Tarmac city skin I walk the beat swift The sunsets, the moon lifts Those blue hours, those blue hours Those blue hours, that blue shiftTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
