Song | The Kiss - Original |
Artist | Matt Alber |
Album | Constant Crows |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Love rising from the mists, | |
Promise me this and only this, | |
Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
Sweet communion of a kiss | |
Sun sifting through the grey | |
Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
How to give my heart away | |
Once a crystal choir | |
Appeared while I was sleeping | |
And called my name | |
And when they came down nearer | |
Saying, "Dying is done," | |
Then a new song was sung | |
Until somewhere we breathed as one | |
And still I hear their whisper | |
Stars bursting in the sky | |
Hear the sad nova's dying cry | |
Shimmering memory, come and hold me | |
While you show me how to fly | |
Sun sifting through the grey | |
Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
How to give my heart away | |
Lately sparkling hosts | |
Come fill my dreams, descending | |
On fiery beams | |
I've seen 'em come clear down | |
Where our poor bodies lay, | |
Soothe us gently and say, | |
"Gonna wipe all your teas away." | |
And still I hear their whisper… | |
Love, rising from the mists | |
Promise me this and only this, | |
Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
Sweet communion of a kiss |
Love rising from the mists, | |
Promise me this and only this, | |
Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
Sweet communion of a kiss | |
Sun sifting through the grey | |
Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
How to give my heart away | |
Once a crystal choir | |
Appeared while I was sleeping | |
And called my name | |
And when they came down nearer | |
Saying, " Dying is done," | |
Then a new song was sung | |
Until somewhere we breathed as one | |
And still I hear their whisper | |
Stars bursting in the sky | |
Hear the sad nova' s dying cry | |
Shimmering memory, come and hold me | |
While you show me how to fly | |
Sun sifting through the grey | |
Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
How to give my heart away | |
Lately sparkling hosts | |
Come fill my dreams, descending | |
On fiery beams | |
I' ve seen ' em come clear down | |
Where our poor bodies lay, | |
Soothe us gently and say, | |
" Gonna wipe all your teas away." | |
And still I hear their whisper | |
Love, rising from the mists | |
Promise me this and only this, | |
Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
Sweet communion of a kiss |
Love rising from the mists, | |
Promise me this and only this, | |
Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
Sweet communion of a kiss | |
Sun sifting through the grey | |
Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
How to give my heart away | |
Once a crystal choir | |
Appeared while I was sleeping | |
And called my name | |
And when they came down nearer | |
Saying, " Dying is done," | |
Then a new song was sung | |
Until somewhere we breathed as one | |
And still I hear their whisper | |
Stars bursting in the sky | |
Hear the sad nova' s dying cry | |
Shimmering memory, come and hold me | |
While you show me how to fly | |
Sun sifting through the grey | |
Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
How to give my heart away | |
Lately sparkling hosts | |
Come fill my dreams, descending | |
On fiery beams | |
I' ve seen ' em come clear down | |
Where our poor bodies lay, | |
Soothe us gently and say, | |
" Gonna wipe all your teas away." | |
And still I hear their whisper | |
Love, rising from the mists | |
Promise me this and only this, | |
Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
Sweet communion of a kiss |