Stables And Chairs Lyrics

	作曲 : Gourley
	I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes
	That shaped folded banks inside
	As he shivered out thoughts
	They went: "golden and pale wind whispers breathe New Orleans"
	Through basements and racetracks met hollowed out from stretching mouths
	All these thoughts were rolled onto needles
	They spilled from heads tumble like apples fell into the sky,
	That’s where they hide,
	Where rubies turned diamonds
	Like textures like sunshine
	Behind hands arms lift into its own
	As the stadium sheds out the crowd into the streets
	Out of their throats pours tongues licking down "What will we become?"
	Rhythms fed gently in vacuums perspired
	Will stay where it's warm,
	Where it's safe from the down beating drums as habits
	Pull the sleep out covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine

	zuo qu : Gourley
	I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes
	That shaped folded banks inside
	As he shivered out thoughts
	They went: " golden and pale wind whispers breathe New Orleans"
	Through basements and racetracks met hollowed out from stretching mouths
	All these thoughts were rolled onto needles
	They spilled from heads tumble like apples fell into the sky,
	That' s where they hide,
	Where rubies turned diamonds
	Like textures like sunshine
	Behind hands arms lift into its own
	As the stadium sheds out the crowd into the streets
	Out of their throats pours tongues licking down " What will we become?"
	Rhythms fed gently in vacuums perspired
	Will stay where it' s warm,
	Where it' s safe from the down beating drums as habits
	Pull the sleep out covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine

	zuò qǔ : Gourley
	I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes
	That shaped folded banks inside
	As he shivered out thoughts
	They went: " golden and pale wind whispers breathe New Orleans"
	Through basements and racetracks met hollowed out from stretching mouths
	All these thoughts were rolled onto needles
	They spilled from heads tumble like apples fell into the sky,
	That' s where they hide,
	Where rubies turned diamonds
	Like textures like sunshine
	Behind hands arms lift into its own
	As the stadium sheds out the crowd into the streets
	Out of their throats pours tongues licking down " What will we become?"
	Rhythms fed gently in vacuums perspired
	Will stay where it' s warm,
	Where it' s safe from the down beating drums as habits
	Pull the sleep out covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine

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