Curls
๐ต 904 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:18 duration
๐ ID: 232430
๐ Lyrics
To see within is to feel without a light
Who'd have thought that we'd break the things we like?
To find a stone just to bounce across the pond
Is the path it makes, that's a clue to other songs
Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
To live without is to live under a spell
Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell?
To find a bone and to float it down the stream
It's the path it takes that's a clue to many greens
Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
Records the air like a memory of night
Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
Records the air like a memory of night
Who'd have thought that we'd break the things we like?
To find a stone just to bounce across the pond
Is the path it makes, that's a clue to other songs
Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
To live without is to live under a spell
Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell?
To find a bone and to float it down the stream
It's the path it takes that's a clue to many greens
Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
Records the air like a memory of night
Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
Records the air like a memory of night
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:23.37] To see within is to feel without a light
[00:29.46] Who'd have thought that we'd break the things we like?
[00:35.26] To find a stone just to bounce across the pond
[00:41.13] Is the path it makes, that's a clue to other songs
[00:46.95] Her hair curls in the damp of the night
[00:52.63] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[00:58.42] Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night
[01:04.25] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[01:09.81]
[01:21.70] To live without is to live under a spell
[01:27.80] Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell?
[01:33.62] To find a bone and to float it down the stream
[01:39.22] It's the path it takes that's a clue to many greens
[01:45.34] Her hair curls in the damp of the night
[01:51.09] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[01:56.89] Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
[02:02.97] Records the air like a memory of night
[02:08.76] Her hair curls in the damp of the night
[02:14.50] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[02:20.44] Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
[02:26.15] Records the air like a memory of night
[02:29.01]
[00:29.46] Who'd have thought that we'd break the things we like?
[00:35.26] To find a stone just to bounce across the pond
[00:41.13] Is the path it makes, that's a clue to other songs
[00:46.95] Her hair curls in the damp of the night
[00:52.63] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[00:58.42] Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night
[01:04.25] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[01:09.81]
[01:21.70] To live without is to live under a spell
[01:27.80] Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell?
[01:33.62] To find a bone and to float it down the stream
[01:39.22] It's the path it takes that's a clue to many greens
[01:45.34] Her hair curls in the damp of the night
[01:51.09] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[01:56.89] Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
[02:02.97] Records the air like a memory of night
[02:08.76] Her hair curls in the damp of the night
[02:14.50] The scent recalls like a photograph with life
[02:20.44] Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
[02:26.15] Records the air like a memory of night
[02:29.01]