Deslices

Deslices

martes, 24 de enero de 2017

Damien Jurado "Exit 353"



And when, I was a line
You were a light
Shining like some planet you call home

Talking aloud
Was it about
The ending or beginning of a word?

That was with me all along
I let go, and you held strong
Are we all not lost in song
Feeding back until we're found?

I was a line
Here on rewind
Living out the voices in my mind

Talking aloud
Distorted in sound
Are we all not stars here on the ground?

You were with me all along
I let go, and you held strong
Are we all not lost in song
Feeding back until we're found?

And in the golden hours hue
The darkest of the few
Was with me all along

And sewn into the sounds of joy
The forms of light collide

In the walls of my eyes

I was alone then [x9]