Songtext von James Blake

Kestrels breed Looking farther than I can see Without talked to read She'll take a shining to me Beacon, don't fly too high. Beacon, don't fly too high. For all your time Playful crawling rate Worth it being cold? Roofing for the lanes A lesson lost again. Lesson lost again. Keep haunting the bus With fees of favors gone Cracks and sailors fast And await the sun to show Won't tomorrow come? Won't tomorrow come. Kestrels breed Looking farther than I can see Without talked to read She'll take a shining to me. Beacon, don't fly too high. Beacon, don't fly too high.