Page France

Give Him A Blanket

Page France

You are my red-eyed peek
my red strawberry seed
the peach on my family tree
you are my blue-eyed sea
you are my bee-like buzz
soft as the hummer's hum
the beat of the drummer's drum
the red of the new blue son

you were born of golden mane
to shake the golden out of me
a violiner, sinner, swimmer,
sinker, singer just for me,
a water-winger, garden-glover,
love, to me you'll always be my
dirty diamond, golden island,
dyin' right in front of me

mother keep pushing
i see a crown
this curse we are casting
is beautiful now
we'll give him a blanket
he'll always be fed
but he'll never make it
'cause of all that we did

we'll give him a blood trail
we'll give him a name
a house in the quicksand
a parade in the rain
a brother, a sister,
who will get just the same
and we'll tell them we're sorry
they got hooked to our chain

you were born of golden mane
to shake the golden out of me
a violiner, sinner, swimmer,
sinker, singer just for me,
a water-winger, garden-glover,
love to me you'll always be my
dirty diamond, golden island,
dyin' right in front of me.

Curte essa música? Espalhe nas redes sociais!

Recomendado para você

Curtiu? Deixe seu comentário!