Forester کے بول

Moss, let my skin grow moss Let my skin grow moss I'm living by the sea And when I swim in it The seaweed grabs my feet I swallow the sea I'm living by the trees Feel nothing in between Their slowly creeping Roots growing over me I dream your dreams And I think your thoughts Let my skin grow moss Forever, forever consumed Whoever, whoever, I pick their moods I'm living by the trees Feel nothing in between Their slowly creeping Roots growing over me I dream your dreams And I think your thoughts Let my skin grow moss