Текст песни Be Read In The Morning Directly After You Wake

I promised myself a pretty smile would never thaw my heart, yet if I were a sparrow I'd be perched on your finger despite the miles. how tender and supple is the frame of your art. you weave gracefully; gracefully weave. undo me sweet tenderness. undo me. consume sweet lavishness. consume me. sunset filters through the bridge and rests gracefully on you smiling