Song | The Gleam |
Artist | The Microphones |
Album | It Was Hot We Stayed in the Water |
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quiet beach/soaked through and through | |
feel on my waist your wet hand | |
surprised we both survived | |
later, our burning bodies made a glow | |
and we rose as smoke/and then as a puff of ash | |
we drifted out over the sea where it hurts to much to look/it hurts to try and see | |
at that point we could just step into the gleam | |
(aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwweeeeeeeessss) |