Flask Welder - Shannon Wright
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Flask Welder
歌手：Shannon Wright
所属专辑：Maps of Tacit
发行时间：2000-05-09
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Flask Welder - Shannon Wright 文本歌词
Long before this deserted map
You use to dim to light
The person you show one use to believe
The facet has blurred the link
You boil the greatest of lakes
You lid the envelope of monsoon
Your mar hushes my frame
You lid the envelope of monsoon
Your gilded eye
Your sharpened speech
You use to lend the light
A flask welder
Your jaunty trade
You use to pry the weight
You use to dim to light
The person you show one use to believe
The facet has blurred the link
You boil the greatest of lakes
You lid the envelope of monsoon
Your mar hushes my frame
You lid the envelope of monsoon
Your gilded eye
Your sharpened speech
You use to lend the light
A flask welder
Your jaunty trade
You use to pry the weight
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This state it cannot be sound For seeing through The day with fresh eyes Try to lick these bits Back into place These tanks bore there wintry weight To wake to
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You fiend you friend you confidant You hold me against my will I scurry and scant this hectic step You climb adrift this boorish racket This wire this mane this
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There's the palest shape Steady your weeping face Put the pillow to your cheek For I'm failing in your eyes This funeral lies inside My mourning head What was i
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Air dives from your reach You cover your mouth Hoard your lovely breath For which not to speak You're always sweet In the darkest days
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There's no cure so why should I care You have fled into this blackness In this sling I must contain You use your force To comfort my trembling hands And fold th
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Your presence howls inside my ear You lifted the ark from me Now there's nothing I cannot see A wooden tin a hidden sleet Throw the matches upon my bed In this
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This frost you stand in It draws on wobbled legs This sway is stabled I gnaw through your gate You sort what I bend You jar me for relief This canter is guided
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This drone you sound alarmingly meek Is inside my head and plummets my bed It rallies and summons me in my sleep The sun is groggy and upon your plate Arms do f