Song | nose dance |
Artist | demon, eat this |
Album | murmurations |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Reuben Joiner Brown | |
作曲 : Reuben Joiner Brown | |
so sit with me | |
curled up in a ball | |
having lost clothing | |
in the sun | |
in time that has slowed | |
i like that dance: | |
the reacquaintance of our bodies | |
which mould so closely as one. | |
hand through hand, | |
caressing skin forgotten, | |
unlearned. | |
cheeks guide slow, | |
remembering softness, | |
grazing each other, | |
finding glow. | |
before your nose, | |
pointed and agile, yet smooth and careful, | |
works its dance over my own. | |
while the tentative touch of delicate kissed fingers finds nape of neck. | |
and with these gliding passes our hearts ebb in time. | |
and once temples have been kissed, | |
our lips dance their way to mine. | |
and once temples have been kissed, | |
your lips dance their way to mine | |
your lips dance their way to mine | |
dance their way to mine. |
zuo ci : Reuben Joiner Brown | |
zuo qu : Reuben Joiner Brown | |
so sit with me | |
curled up in a ball | |
having lost clothing | |
in the sun | |
in time that has slowed | |
i like that dance: | |
the reacquaintance of our bodies | |
which mould so closely as one. | |
hand through hand, | |
caressing skin forgotten, | |
unlearned. | |
cheeks guide slow, | |
remembering softness, | |
grazing each other, | |
finding glow. | |
before your nose, | |
pointed and agile, yet smooth and careful, | |
works its dance over my own. | |
while the tentative touch of delicate kissed fingers finds nape of neck. | |
and with these gliding passes our hearts ebb in time. | |
and once temples have been kissed, | |
our lips dance their way to mine. | |
and once temples have been kissed, | |
your lips dance their way to mine | |
your lips dance their way to mine | |
dance their way to mine. |
zuò cí : Reuben Joiner Brown | |
zuò qǔ : Reuben Joiner Brown | |
so sit with me | |
curled up in a ball | |
having lost clothing | |
in the sun | |
in time that has slowed | |
i like that dance: | |
the reacquaintance of our bodies | |
which mould so closely as one. | |
hand through hand, | |
caressing skin forgotten, | |
unlearned. | |
cheeks guide slow, | |
remembering softness, | |
grazing each other, | |
finding glow. | |
before your nose, | |
pointed and agile, yet smooth and careful, | |
works its dance over my own. | |
while the tentative touch of delicate kissed fingers finds nape of neck. | |
and with these gliding passes our hearts ebb in time. | |
and once temples have been kissed, | |
our lips dance their way to mine. | |
and once temples have been kissed, | |
your lips dance their way to mine | |
your lips dance their way to mine | |
dance their way to mine. |