A Violent Yet Flammable World
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โฑ๏ธ 5:01 duration
๐ ID: 238993
๐ Lyrics
Oceans shape the sides
Touching down in the spaces
Soaking from a warm goodbye
An early rise offers kindly
Tonight I sleep to dream
Of a place that's calling me
It is always just a dream
Still I cannot forget what I have seen
The crowd's hard to believe
At their faces I'm looking
But your feet I'm following
In soft steps on a path the way you lead
I don't want to lose myself
It's a whisper
It's a funny thing
We fold like icicles on paper shelves
It's a pity to appear this way
You're flying when your foreign eyes
Trace the heights of the city
Steaming
With rocks and clouds we breathe
Violent skies
A shock to my own body
Speech is wild
Alive sacred and sounding
Wild
From across and beyond, oh far beyond
I don't want to lose myself
It's a whisper
It's a funny thing
We fold like icicles on paper shelves
It's a pity to appear this way
Hold, hold, hold on
I swear I saw it somewhere
Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
Hold, hold, hold on
I swear I saw it somewhere
Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
I don't want to lose myself
Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that's calling me
It's a whisper
It is always just a dream
It's a funny thing
Still I cannot forget what I have seen
We fold like icicles on paper shelves
With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body
It's a pity
Alive sacred and sounding
To appear this way
From across and beyond, oh far beyond
Touching down in the spaces
Soaking from a warm goodbye
An early rise offers kindly
Tonight I sleep to dream
Of a place that's calling me
It is always just a dream
Still I cannot forget what I have seen
The crowd's hard to believe
At their faces I'm looking
But your feet I'm following
In soft steps on a path the way you lead
I don't want to lose myself
It's a whisper
It's a funny thing
We fold like icicles on paper shelves
It's a pity to appear this way
You're flying when your foreign eyes
Trace the heights of the city
Steaming
With rocks and clouds we breathe
Violent skies
A shock to my own body
Speech is wild
Alive sacred and sounding
Wild
From across and beyond, oh far beyond
I don't want to lose myself
It's a whisper
It's a funny thing
We fold like icicles on paper shelves
It's a pity to appear this way
Hold, hold, hold on
I swear I saw it somewhere
Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
Hold, hold, hold on
I swear I saw it somewhere
Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
I don't want to lose myself
Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that's calling me
It's a whisper
It is always just a dream
It's a funny thing
Still I cannot forget what I have seen
We fold like icicles on paper shelves
With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body
It's a pity
Alive sacred and sounding
To appear this way
From across and beyond, oh far beyond
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:30.75] Oceans shape the sides
[00:36.52] Touching down in the spaces
[00:43.77] Soaking from a warm goodbye
[00:50.12] An early rise offers kindly
[00:57.59] Tonight I sleep to dream
[01:01.75]
[01:27.43] Of a place that's calling me
[01:31.92] It is always just a dream
[01:35.77] Still I cannot forget what I have seen
[01:38.79] The crowd's hard to believe
[01:41.20] At their faces I'm looking
[01:44.81] But your feet I'm following
[01:47.92] In soft steps on a path the way you lead
[01:52.02] I don't want to lose myself
[01:58.10] It's a whisper
[02:01.79] It's a funny thing
[02:05.46] We fold like icicles on paper shelves
[02:11.26] It's a pity to appear this way
[02:19.44] You're flying when your foreign eyes
[02:24.71] Trace the heights of the city
[02:32.27] Steaming
[02:34.21] With rocks and clouds we breathe
[02:39.73] Violent skies
[02:43.18]
[02:47.44] A shock to my own body
[02:48.54] Speech is wild
[02:49.51] Alive sacred and sounding
[02:50.05] Wild
[02:50.98] From across and beyond, oh far beyond
[02:51.63] I don't want to lose myself
[02:52.76] It's a whisper
[02:56.05] It's a funny thing
[02:59.79] We fold like icicles on paper shelves
[03:06.32] It's a pity to appear this way
[03:13.42]
[03:17.56] Hold, hold, hold on
[03:21.71]
[04:01.47] I swear I saw it somewhere
[04:04.65] Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
[04:10.76] Hold, hold, hold on
[04:14.80] I swear I saw it somewhere
[04:18.27] Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
[04:24.33] I don't want to lose myself
[04:28.69]
[04:32.50] Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that's calling me
[04:34.77] It's a whisper
[04:36.56] It is always just a dream
[04:38.62] It's a funny thing
[04:40.20] Still I cannot forget what I have seen
[04:41.85] We fold like icicles on paper shelves
[04:46.01] With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body
[04:48.27] It's a pity
[04:49.41] Alive sacred and sounding
[04:51.16] To appear this way
[04:52.69] From across and beyond, oh far beyond
[04:54.00]
[00:36.52] Touching down in the spaces
[00:43.77] Soaking from a warm goodbye
[00:50.12] An early rise offers kindly
[00:57.59] Tonight I sleep to dream
[01:01.75]
[01:27.43] Of a place that's calling me
[01:31.92] It is always just a dream
[01:35.77] Still I cannot forget what I have seen
[01:38.79] The crowd's hard to believe
[01:41.20] At their faces I'm looking
[01:44.81] But your feet I'm following
[01:47.92] In soft steps on a path the way you lead
[01:52.02] I don't want to lose myself
[01:58.10] It's a whisper
[02:01.79] It's a funny thing
[02:05.46] We fold like icicles on paper shelves
[02:11.26] It's a pity to appear this way
[02:19.44] You're flying when your foreign eyes
[02:24.71] Trace the heights of the city
[02:32.27] Steaming
[02:34.21] With rocks and clouds we breathe
[02:39.73] Violent skies
[02:43.18]
[02:47.44] A shock to my own body
[02:48.54] Speech is wild
[02:49.51] Alive sacred and sounding
[02:50.05] Wild
[02:50.98] From across and beyond, oh far beyond
[02:51.63] I don't want to lose myself
[02:52.76] It's a whisper
[02:56.05] It's a funny thing
[02:59.79] We fold like icicles on paper shelves
[03:06.32] It's a pity to appear this way
[03:13.42]
[03:17.56] Hold, hold, hold on
[03:21.71]
[04:01.47] I swear I saw it somewhere
[04:04.65] Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
[04:10.76] Hold, hold, hold on
[04:14.80] I swear I saw it somewhere
[04:18.27] Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
[04:24.33] I don't want to lose myself
[04:28.69]
[04:32.50] Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that's calling me
[04:34.77] It's a whisper
[04:36.56] It is always just a dream
[04:38.62] It's a funny thing
[04:40.20] Still I cannot forget what I have seen
[04:41.85] We fold like icicles on paper shelves
[04:46.01] With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body
[04:48.27] It's a pity
[04:49.41] Alive sacred and sounding
[04:51.16] To appear this way
[04:52.69] From across and beyond, oh far beyond
[04:54.00]