Paroles de La Lune

Sins will swallow explicit Kinks of hollow mystic That sit deep in a limp twitch Turns a pale tanner Handspan a hammer Consults a cold manner That lies deep in the grammar Mono inner collision Born to mid decision Born bare invision Just to master a sigh They found reasons to try Clone the sea at night Brave waves bathe the eye Well I crave ways to dry Well I was raised to the Moon Just to hold a gaze with you Cross the other side It won’t be long till you’re inside Till you’re inside my heart Used heat cooling Steady steeps falling Brain keeps stooping to avoid Thoughts of matter Pristine platter replicates the flatter of a nervous crane Some won’t understand and it my deplete a man By seeping through the cracks of bland They found reasons to try Clone the sea at night Brave waves bathe the eye Well I crave ways to dry See I was raised to the Moon Just to hold a gaze with a view Across the other side It won’t be long till you’re inside Till you’re inside my heart Till you’re inside Till you’re inside my heart To be with you, such a view To be elevated to you To be elevated to you