Somnambulist - A Mirage | Текст песни

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measured the landscape and a cabin of clay
marking down the hills, they seemed to disarray

I ran to the liquid, another mirage
as by the time I finally got there
it turned into grains

I hurried back to the tent where she lay down
sharing her bag with a stranger, naked on the ground

from wall to wall our distance touched
as she gave birth to a dead child
as soon her fingers clutched the sheets

I measured the landscape and a cabin of clay
marking down the hills, they seemed to disarray

I hurried back to the tent where she lay down
sharing her bag with a stranger
sharing her bag with a stranger
naked on the ground
naked on the ground
naked on the ground
naked on the ground

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