almanac (ost crazy stupid love) [OST Эта дурацкая любовь
There's a season in your eyes and a fever on your breath you're anchored to the tide and the rhythm in your chest
I read the rings and count the city lights you sing a static sonnet on the dial you could talk a walk, through the mines or you could spend all your days just waiting for the night
the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire I see it all reflected in your eyes