Pure Bathing Culture - Singer Тексты

My mirror remember
the folds in our feathers
the line and the measure
of the wings of
of the sender

And all of this has
passed between us
to crack it open
and release us

Youth was black and blue
but I'm a singer
and time is braided bands
But I would give you rings for every finger
and ribbons for your hair

And do surrender
my darkest endeavours
the fire and the embers
my mirror remembers

That all of this has
passed between us
to crack it open
and release us

Youth was black and blue
but I'm a singer
and time is braided bands
But I would give you rings for every finger
and ribbons for your hair

Youth was black and blue
but I'm a singer
and time is braided bands
But I would give you rings for every finger
and ribbons for your hair

Truth with black and blue
it tends to linger
like silver in your hair
But I would give you rings for every finger
and time is braided bands

You catch it when you can
like silver in your hair
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