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• Artiste: Edmund
• Titre: Thoughts of Flight
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My breath it stops here I'm all open eyed And I need surprise My hands feel like wires My fingers rust I'll justify my thoughts of flight And run to space on the horizon And there make a bed for us to lie on Caught in tumbles My oh my, to my surprise Another canvas, another slate It's my mistake I just needed So I run to space on the horizon And there make a bed for us to lie on We won't describe even though we will try What it's like to be smiling in open air My skin grows over my mistakes And I just can't wait The first few seconds Disintegrate into a state of joy So I run to space on the horizon And there make a bed for us to lie on And we won't describe, even though we will try What it's like to be smiling in open air One more day of perfect terror Close my eyes and I'm still there Wrapped in water My eyes explode with all this light And taste just melded to the night And I can hear a symphony A perfect crystal melody And I just can't stop smiling at you I just can't stop smiling Can every time I breathe in Be every time you breathe out (Thanks to Konstantine for these lyrics)