Garciaphone - Silt | Текст песни

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• Garciaphone
• Silt

Drawing with your fingers in immaculate sand
Faces of happy children pouring from your hands
The sun has smiled as it lit your faded tan
The tide is shy enough, enough to leave the kids behind
Here comes our end under the sun
Look all around
Have this waited for you to come?
Stay here and now that everywhere is home
You’ll feel happy to be sad, eager to be silt
Stare at the trees swaying on top of the hills
While the foaming water’s reaching your bony feet
A cold breeze blowing, murmur of the hovering end
The sun is down enough, enough to take us for the sand
Here comes our end under the sun Look all around
Will this stop to grow when you’re gone?
Stay here and now that everywhere is home
You’ll feel happy to be sad, eager to be silt


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