.ιllιlι.ιl.Jamie Woon - Night Air (Produced by Burial) | Текст песни

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Night Air
Night air has the strangest flavor
Space to breathe and time to savor
All that night air has to lend me
Till the morning makes me angry
In the night air
The night air

I've acquired a kind of madness
Daylight fills my heart with sadness
Only silent skies can soothe me
Feel that night air flowing through me
In the night air
The night air

I don't need those car crash colors
I control the skies above us
Close my eyes to make the night fall
Comfort of a world revolving
I can hear the earth in orbit
In the night air
The night air

I've acquired a taste for silence
Darkness fills my heart with calmness
And each thought like a thief is driven
To steal the night air from the heavens
In the night air
The night air


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