Testo di Slate

Like pressure, and it's bleeding over Like pressure, and it's bleeding over There's something about when we embrace Like throwing a voice into a well And how deep my love goes I'm still waiting for an echo here, but I know When I walk, it's your way When I breathe, it's your name When I crave, it's your hands When I dream, it's your face And then it sunk into my head When it's enough is more than I'd admit And then it's bleeding over Onto my jaw Onto my neck Pours out of my hands There's something about the grip on me Leaning like wind through trees Gestured toward me singing To throw my eyes to the drift, and I go When I walk, it's your way When I breathe, it's your name When I crave, it's your hands When I dream, it's your face When I come upon myself meeting Eye to eye to eye to, I do, I belong to him When I come upon myself meeting Eye to eye to eye to, I do, I belong to him And then it's bleeding over Onto my jaw Onto my neck Onto the floor It pours out of my hands It seeps into the grass It's running through the drains It's swallowing the Sun I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes Meeting eye to eye to eye to eye to eye We drag our hands through the chalk Meeting eye to eye to eye to eye to eye We drag our hands over the slate