Текст песни Masque - Halfroom
Masque - Halfroom слова песни
Pets of nightfall, fed enoughLonging flings to say helloRunning fast in spiral dancesMocking bed-clothes try to burnThe air gets filled with dampWhen telling lies of health devicesBurning it with glitterOf thin and nervous eyesThe fall of something clearAnd shining through the airHit his shoe and headed for the wombGrowing wet and rollingLeaving salt lines in the skinWaiting in the halfroomMy mouth smells badI`m saying nothingGasps of pets will speak of meAmong other stranger thingsWhile one by one and very silentThe small and far-away peopleGo dark and out of reachI swear that I can`t tellIf I am happier by nowSpiteful hours till times are doneUnease will drag your bones to sleepLower yourself till times are noneYou will always be beloved(Words: Sahlin Music: Engstrm/Rellmark)