lunes, 29 de mayo de 2006
public pervert
If time is my vessel, then learning to love
might be my way back to sea
The flying, the metal, the turning above
These are just ways to be seen
We all get paid
but some get faith before they die
But the stars we will navigate
Through the holes in your eyes
How many days will it take to end
How many ways to reach your hand
oh your hand
Oh, so swoon baby starry nights
May our bodies remain
You move with me, I'll treat you right, baby
May our bodies remain
There is love to be made
So just stay here for this while
Perhaps heartstrings resuscitate
The fading sounds of your life
How many days will it take to land
How many ways to reach your hand
oh your hand
So swoon baby starry nights
May our bodies remain
As deep we move, I'll feed you light, baby
May our bodies remain
Oh yeah in history, I'll treat you right, baby
I am honest that way, hey
Swoon baby starry nights
May our bodies remain
public pervert
interpol- antics (2004)
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