The Shins - Mild Child | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• The Shins
• Mild Child

these ten year old smiling summer eyes -
they win, they win -
they raced about and showed us how
they could dance like an angel's.
there was a talking on the glass, aside:
some young devil's had you slither
to banish being calm inside.
to hide away from these
young haters on your wing,
he sat and tried to hide
but i recall the alien eyes and what that felt like,
'cuz they were happy, laughing.
very well.
the delayed window came,
but don't allow yourself
to makebelieve any kind of virtuous life
because each of us is both of them
one blowing out, one breathing in.