DESCRIZIONE
Little circular brown mountains,
going on a big garden,
mixed with a little bit of sky.
Shy eyes, hiding bad days in past,
Finding the strenght to buy a clock,
Waiting for the hour to get lost.
Mountains, gardens and skies,
Dragging me to her mind,
Linking me to the space.
Witch, who catches my gloom,
She transforms it in a flower,
during the winter bloom..
Dancing in the middle of her eyes,
Pupils full of lies,
Screaming: burn and die.
Dancing in the middle of her eyes,
Sculpting her from ice,
She's in the box with me.
I am looking for her key,
forged with pain and insanity,
And I wanna get lost
No, I already got lost.
Yes, I already got lost.
Love I'm
Dancing in the middle of your eyes,
Your Pupils full of lies,
Screaming: burn and die.
Dancing in the middle of her eyes,
Sculpting her from ice,
She's in the box with me.
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L'articolo 30 MILES - Dancing in Her Eyes di 30 MILES è apparso su Rockit.it il 2018-11-14 17:52:25
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