Kyrstyn Pixton - Beads on the Wind | Текст песни

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this fascination with the freedom in your hands
and now you call me, you call me, you call me, you call me home
this introduction to the peacefulness of your stance
and now you call me, you call me, you call me, you call me home

no i couldn't be strewn a-way
like beads on the wind, like spiderwebs breaking
at the hand of innocence…

your fascination with Aethers how they collide
well now they're shaking, they're shaking, they're shaking , they're shaking home
i can't be torn between the darkness and the light
because i'm breaking, i'm breaking, i'm breaking, i'm breaking too

no i couldn't be strewn a-way
like beads on the wind, like spiderwebs breaking
at the hand of innocence...

these stars they take the life from you
they bring it to the smallest growing seed
it breathes its breath of fire
and still you see the sky, it bends your knees when all the subtlety arise,
you breathe its breath of fire

no i couldn't be strewn a-way
like beads on the wind, and spiderwebs breaking
at the hand of innocence...

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