Cover di Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain

Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain
Album - 25 settembre 2006 - Debaser id 350733

di Sparklehorse

your face is like the sun sinking into the ocean
your face is like watching flowers growing in fast motion
all your kisses i swallowed
brightened mornings and hollows
my vines and tree knots will come unwound
baby you are my sunshine
my sunshine
please don’t take my sunshine away

the grounded fireflies are little stars that are dying
returning to the earth i can hear them crying
like christmas bulbs that i swallowed
slept in a tree that’s gone hollow
and never a brittle wintertime
baby you are my sunshine
my sunshine
please don’t take my sunshine away

sunshine
my sunshine
please don’t take my sunshine away
Il tuo voto:
Set your woods on fire
Hide up in the spires
The flames kept dancing higher

They're playing our song
They're playing our song
They're getting it wrong

Ophelia in the creek
Caught up in the sticks
Some things can't be fixed

They're playing our song
They're playing our song
They're playing our song
Il tuo voto:
I could look in your face
For a thousand years
It's like a civil war
Of pain and of cheer

But if you was a horse
I could help you with your chains
I could ride you through the fields
By your fiery mane

May your shade be sweet
And float upon the lakes
Where the sun will be
Made of honey

I'll cry diamonds while you burn
'Cause no one here can save you
She's returning to the earth
But one day she'll be silver

Stars are dying in my chest
Until I see you again
She was born with the wings of a hawk
Now she combs her hair with blood

May your shade be sweet
And float upon the lakes
Where the sun will be
Made of honey

May your shade be sweet
And float upon the lakes
Another sun could be
Made of honey

May your shade be sweet
May your shade be sweet
And float upon the lakes
May your shade be sweet
Il tuo voto:
Arise oh brother mountain
Our hooves hammering your coils
The rivers carve out your hollows
With tears from me
Return to me
Return to me my love
Oh my love

Be still oh rusting river
Unlock her name from your grass
Unburden the pressures of fathoms
Of tears from me
Return to me
Return to me my love
Oh my love
Oh my love

Return to the clouds
Return in the caves
Return over valleys
Oh my love
Oh my love
Oh my love
Il tuo voto:
To wake
Not swallowed by willows
Half eaten by widows
A new day's begun

Smile
'Cause nothing here matters
The spiders get fatter
Explode in the sun

Oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon
It's not so hard
Oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon
It's not so hard
It's not so hard
It's not so hard

To trap
The dead dogs of summer
Assaulting your slumber
Stay drunk ever more

Rise
Your jewelry will scatter
On deserts and saturns
The rings are on fire

Oh c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon
It’s not so hard
C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon
It’s not so hard
Oh c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon
It’s not so hard
C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon
It’s not so hard

It’s not so hard
It’s not so hard
It’s not so hard
Il tuo voto:
A flock of knives cut the sky
And buried in my black eyes
And the clouds they bled in my head
And autumn rains soaked the dry beds
And the hurricane of her eyes
Willed away the knives
The knives of summertime
Summertime
The knives of summertime
Summertime
The knives of summertime

And I did swallow stained glass tears
Absorbed by the sun for many light years
And the fireflies in her hair
My red concertina's coming down the stairs
And the hurricane of her eyes
Willed away the knives
The knives of summertime
Summertime
The knives of summertime
Summertime
The knives of summertime
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