|
Tekst: |
Speak of the things that entwine with everything
Like you and me, and the bees in mighty fleet
It is forbidden to love your mom
The cause: embarrasment.
To me, to you.
You are the chord, you know everything
I am the soul you corrected.
You are the river, you make your way
through my old heart, I am valley
Speak of the things that hold back your mighty wings
Like wind and air, when you take off you`ll be scared.
It is forbidden to love your mom
the cause: embarrasment.
To me, to you.
You are the chord, you know everything
I am the soul you corrected.
You are the river, you make your way
through my old heart, I am valley
Therefor I am, I have chords for you
Wake up in song and dew.
Don`t make a sound, and it`ll come to you
Let the bird come to you
|
