Martin John Henry - Breathing Space (El Lokal, Zurich) | Текст песни

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• Breathing Space (El Lokal, Zurich)

in a land far away
there is hope on a beach
in a broch
in my thoughts
i will feed every day with itself
with my present state
with my heart on a lead
i could fall in a hole
i could drive the circumference
a piano broken up into parts
is a car that sits still

i am here in a sky
in a lead part that i didn't write
every word i will feed
with the thought of a home
on a hill
under trees
all alone
i'll sustain every year
i will grow every hope i have.

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