Writing words for no one With a hand that no one else could know I never asked for this body I never ask for much at all
Regarding the divine This god isn't mine
Everything is moving slowly Everything is slowly closing on me Everyone is talking softly Pressed against the window waiting for the sign to come
Writing down every morning dream Like there's secrets in every syllable Busy hands make idle minds But my busy mind's inconsolable
Regarding time This life isn't mine
Everything is moving slowly Everything is slowly closing on me Everything is moving slowly Everything is slowly closing on meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
