The night tumbles on us with gentle pause the cars and the chaos a muted purr
The couch and the kettle are call to arms your arms to be exact they bring me home
I’ll sit still I’ll hold my tongue just use your voice and heaney's words dig your way through to my heart plant your flag and set up camp i've shut my eyes i've closed the blinds turn the phones and nightlights off just you and me and naturalists held with tender hands in love
The storm's on the island are just just whispers now I melt with the warm words and your coffee tones the dark twisted creatures can’t find us here your hand on my forehead is the softest vice
I’ll sit still I’ll hold my tongue just use your voice and heaney's words dig your way through to my heart plant your flag and set up camp i've shut my eyes i've closed the blinds turn the phones and nightlights off just you and me and naturalists held with tender hands in loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
