Текст песни Blue Foundation - Sweep
Blue Foundation - Sweep слова песни
Текст песни Blue Foundation - Sweep
The floor you walk on is smooth. There is no ground there.Magic begins with blood. Outside, there are trees,With concrete under their roots. But I have passed the tombs of kings,Regaled them with pacing, checked bins for food and wrappings.I have scoured the seas for miles, cloaked my face with ash.My fingertips opening, accepting my time.The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes( )For me, I'm your sorrowCalling in your dreamsFor me, I'm your shadowHowling in the streetsTomorrow, I will walk the streetsAnd steel myself for the familiar. Your eyesWill not settle, a hunger. You'd be happier in your grave.When we meet, share stories, you stretch me. I see,I see a semi-circle of teeth.The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettesFor me, I'm your sorrowCalling in your dreamsFor me, I'm your shadowHowling in the streets