Martin Hall - Tin Music | Текст песни

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• Martin Hall
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Tin music
Seeping out into the street
Jasmine scented, stagnant air
Hatching any need
While the summer lingers on you tell the tale

Still hiding
Just a face within the crowd
Running ‘round
Falling down
Guess it’s all the same
So embarrassed by the loss of all this weight

The intimacy of casual ease
It’s no relief