Clear as ice, oh clear as ice Dripping down from a rock Spring will come and so will fall All my enemies have finally fled They’ve finally fled and gone
Take your pick, oh take your pick And dig into the earth You’ll find a muted pearl its worth It will never self-disclose It’s your job to dig and polish you know
All the colors spin, all the colors spin Blackness from a pitcher pours Stars come blowing through the door Your eyes they mirror pools of ink Your heart and mind combine to drink From the puzzle’s trough But the troubles can be solved
Take jumps in wintry lakes Feel the water’s skin and face Huddle up close nice and tight We might absorb enough moonlight Your kiss adorns a neighbor strange Who’s one of us again, again The wind is blowing stars my friend The wind is blowing stars!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
