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• Artiste: Stephan Eicher
• Titre: Bones
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I never leave the mirror until I see my father I walk like the old man one step slowly then the other I sit quietly by the window and watch them all move quickly by there's a song caught between my teeth I'm sucking on a lullaby I know what I know it only comes with time When your blood begins to feel the Pull of Sunset's tide When the winter can't stop the bloom and the end is long delayed I will show you that small room white sheets, white light flowers on the wall Oh my bones I recall my younger days of ignorance and days of pride but the mask can grow into the skin until one day you just die Now I'm invisible like a blackbirds shadow My face is yours reflected in you rippled shallow waters What we are is more precious when seen trough eyes Fed by blood that feels the pull of sunset's tide When the winter can't stop the bloom and the end is long delayed I will show you that small room White sheets, white light Flowers on the wall Oh my bones