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• Artiste: Open Hand
• Titre: Herrons
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Lid upon these morning fields of clover in the sun If we move this will become undone I can see your flower-tasting breath against my skin But I forgot your face again I lost everything in you And I can feel your fingers slipping through Herons lift and passing by Chasing little pieces of the sky We're closer than we've ever been (I can't decide which way to go) I am lost and made of stones And I forgot your face again Yeah, I forgot your face again Let into these shifting fields of clover in the sun I can move and make this come undone Yeah, I lost everything in you And I can feel your fingers slipping through As herons lift and pass us by Keeping little pieces of the sky We're closer than we've ever been (I can't decide which way to go) I am lost and made of stones And I forgot your face again Yeah, I forgot your face again Chasing little pieces of the sky And keeping little pieces of the sky