Califone - Sunday Noises | Текст песни

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• Califone
• Sunday Noises

The viollins collide into
A rabbit chase,a lost try
Lay easy now in warmer hours
And steal back the century

The open window lets it in
Sunday noises scratch you awake
Our mice and skulls,old wives
Projected on the black sand

Thin my blood California
If we ever get to home
Plant myself among the weeds and pray

The viollins collide into
A rabbite chase of careful words
Plant you deep down in the clay,hey.

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