كلمات Slow Moth

Lightning strikes twice On the third of the month Blessed be to Christ That's what she told me anyway 'Level out' was whispered My head sank through the floor Desperate are the blankets Breathing through your spores I am dust and I am gold Trap me in a glass I am dust and I am old I am dust and I am gold Trap me in a glass I am dust and I am old That's what she told me anyway Try to hum my soul Through grit and earth and filth The frost will eat us all Its colder than it was yesterday Meet me in our hole Your heart tastes beautiful Distracted by your light Distracted by your light I am dust and I am gold Trap me in a glass I am dust and I am old I am dust and I am gold Trap me in a glass I am dust and I am old I am dust and I am gold Trap me in a glass I am dust and I am old I am dust and I am gold Trap me in a glass I am dust and I am old I am dust and I am gold Trap me in a glass I am dust and I am old I am dust and I am gold