Alter der Ruine - Tiny Wars and Quiet Storms | Текст песни

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This evening finds me well
Tracing salt swims and muted swarms, tiny wars and quiet storms.
Wore that vision to stress
Like she wore that dress for no one to see
Though I saw, felt the sea spray murdering gravity.

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From the bottom to the top and back again.
Drink up to pretend that the hounds don't lie, though they talk in tongues.
The tide pulls clear if your crack its mirror, you will see what you want to see.
I will write you a lullaby.

Stung. Houndstooth compulsion.
Fire spoke for her the way I would not.
Torched the landscape to plant roses.

Whiskey and sunsets, fences, jetties and unrested eyes.
A fools parade snaking through the mind, fangs 'round the corner dripping to run dry.

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