Brocken Spectre
Parallel Dances
Laughing by the light of the TV screenMaybe you're laughing along with me.Someone is filming her alone on the beach.Someone is sitting still in a forest of bees.Ooooooooooo x2A moitié eveillé in his hospital gownSinging with the choir while grace rains downCoffee by the light of oncoming carsPeeking through the window to the world that is not.Ooooooooooo x2Slipping through dreams in a half-sleep hazeDigging for treasure that cannot be containedThe feel of your body in the warm earthen lightOh, perfect summer night! Oh, what are you dancing to?
From Letras Mania