Billy Kimber - Weaver | Текст песни

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• Billy Kimber
• Weaver

Under the mighty scape
I weave my eternal sea
I weave it from dust of hopes
Under the crown of tree

And then it grows into the night
of memories that ignite
so fast that you can't imagine
my sea is becoming my night.

Light it up, let it weave in your mind
And your sea will become your night
of memories, that ignite.

From the dimension of whispers
When you were warm and young
To the time, when you find peace
Weave under crowns of trees

You're not the guardian angel
You make them able to bleed
so fast that you can't imagine
your night is becoming my sea.