Juliana Richer Daily - In Your Arms | Текст песни

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• In Your Arms

October 2nd, 1954
Silver wheels roll her right out of the door
And they all tip their hats
They nod their goodbyes
A straight-armed salute as she goes

We'll skip in her wake
And dance on the heels
Of things we're not yet meant to know or to feel
and we'll ring 'round the marigolds
Trample the earthen soil
Waiting to hear some word from somebody who knows

She said I'll write you a letter, I'll fold it just so
Send it down from the heavens
To where you are standing below
With the others all circled around
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little pieces I hope to be found

And they'll whisper behind the curtains
Things surely I'm not meant to hear
But walls they will talk as I lie up in bed
With my eyes shooting question marks
Up at the ceiling

But she said "Darlin' I'm fine, I'm just floating up high
O'er the fangs of the earth, a balloon in the sky!
And oh it's so magical, marvelous, fantastical -
Lightning may strike me, I'll fall back down into your arms"

We'll wait in the dark,
Watch the moon fall,
Straining ten eyes to catch a glimpse
Of her in that yellow ball
Dancing silently among the stars
But we can't see, we can't see,
We can't see, she's gotten too far

Music & Lyrics © 2012 Juliana Richer Daily