Letras
You are the one I sing about
When words bring illusions to life
To love
It's the start of the silent disco
It's a homemade fire
It's family night
Not all can sing their truth aloud
Not all need a multitude of lives
And show
And an expensive character
With your wrist with my cologne
We rainwalk alike
Wait
I can hear again
The little saxophone
Oh, you're beautiful
I stirred my life into some kind of a quadrant
And I hear no more
Settle down
No restraint
It's just solitude
It's nothing wonderful
Wait
I can taste again
The wild garlic
The living nature
I turned my days into an inbetweener
And I rest no more
4 AM
Go to sleep
It’s just history
It’s what it was before
Where is the one I sing about
When I misconceptualize
And love
it's the start of the silent treatment
It's a concrete riot
A private life
Wait
I can hear again