Текст песни Peter Koppes - Sublimation
Peter Koppes - Sublimation слова песни
Stars are slippin` softly by the window as we planeThe ripple of a song comes filtering in without a nameThe flower in your hat, transports me to a houseAflame, she by the fire, a man there thinks to douseFollowing conversations like a beggar through narrow streetsFingers reached and touched, a feeling never seemed so sweetAll the tears of living, cascading clothes to the floorEmbark upon a fevered trail, of great unspoken lawAnd you call me father, courter of the skiesInborn, melt together, route earthbound lonely spiesGuarder of light, watch over usLord of the living, breathe in our dustWe ache for nothing, more can we ask?