Kiss on the corner of the mouth While plants grow strong behind the glass Proximity is what it is And curves repeat to disarray The roots could grow right through the glass But distance also has a ring Glimpses when we turn away The elemental can't hold sway Moisture in and moisture out
Nestled in down and beads of sweat Every hour has its day
You shut your eyes to keep me out But I don't need To see You stand directly in the light Flush with the door Then shade
You shut your eyes to keep me out But I don't need To see You stand directly in the light Flush with the door Then shade
Two scenes that cut together well Reflecting things they never say Like stripes that gather at the waist These streets meet only once a day These rooms have witnessed brash display Now they impress themselves in turn Descending from the highest note Taking long and easy strides All the shivers left outside
Astringency has a rich past Now get out of my sight
You shut your eyes to keep me out But I don't need To see You stand directly in the light Flush with the door Then shade
You shut your eyes to keep me out But I don't need To see You stand directly in the light Flush with the door Then shade
Compositores: Lucas Mascarenhas Santana (Lucas Santtana), Arthur Morgan Lindsay Jr (Arto Lindsay) ECAD: Obra #1413604 Fonograma #1026124