Paroles de The Shape Our Frames Made

Breathe in come closer For it may be the first time Your thoughts grow older A motion never meant to say I won’t say it right now Withhold your praises As if they ever surfaced land You’ll draw your mazes I’ll lie beside you drafting plans And the shape our frames made Was a part of history You were alive beside me Until I awoke this morning Breathe in my darling For this may be the last time You never started To sing your sonnets Trace your lines We won’t hear them at all And the shape our frames made Was a part of history You were alive beside me Until I awoke this morning