Curls
To see within is to feel without a light
- To see within is to feel without a light
- Who'd have thought that we'd break the things we like?
- To find a stone just to bounce across the pond
- Is the path it makes, that's a clue to other songs
- Her hair curls in the damp of the night
- The scent recalls like a photograph with life
- Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night
- The scent recalls like a photograph with life
- To live without is to live under a spell
- Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell?
- To find a bone and to float it down the stream
- It's the path it takes that's a clue to many greens
- Her hair curls in the damp of the night
- The scent recalls like a photograph with life
- Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
- Records the air like a memory of night
- Her hair curls in the damp of the night
- The scent recalls like a photograph with life
- Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
- Records the air like a memory of night
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Love ur voice!