I tinggle about
The time to start the day
For you.
And iâm really serious
The dawn has no parts.
Oh please hide the knifes
No time to show your rage
Itâs time for a miracle
In a morning kernel
In that shining dew.
Auroral tipster in a frabjous mural
Singing to Honolulu.
Irremeable.
Itâs the time that stops your age.
Someday i gonna get on the right wind
Faith, love, back
You are that first
For all whoâre broken and teared up.
And
Of course iâll correct the day
With pilling. You know.
An early suburban head
Correctly do that.
1 | Песня про будку |
2 | Посади в своей бетонной будке (Я тронул месяц) |
3 | Annie |
4 | Pop |
5 | Moose |
6 | Daughter of monster |
7 | Isla De Encanta |
8 | No one can |
9 | Warm song |
10 | Dexter Morgan |