Summer’s blood Breaks a winter’s composure And I’m in love with your daughters I’m in love with your sons And a flush of rain Floods the banks of all reason Turns your memory golden And it hides how it was In the ordinary light
You know how sometimes, You’re so tired of the country You could run to the ocean And surrender your life But in the same breath, A light burns through your dreaming And blows holes in the ceiling Till there’s nothing but sky
Run out like a ribbon unreeling head down and careering colors drained from your life But listen Just the sound of your breathing Blows the cover of silence Blows the cover of lies With incendiary light
You know how sometimes You’re so tired of the country, Its poptones and its pale kings And its fences like knives But in the same breath Your heart breaks with the feeling With love and with grieving For its irrational life Right NowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
