Run the banner down And hide in the broken palms Till out of the blackness comes A point of starry light
And the mountain moves And the pressure drops Snow on your open palms Under a northern star Leave the tape unwound And the film unthreaded
Of a summer rain Where your image is frozen And thrown into the lake Where your words rebound, With the way laid out And your hands on my shoulders;
Open your mouth Close your eyes Open your mouth Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |