I Had to Hide Your Poem in a Song
๐ต 941 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:32 duration
๐ ID: 9478630
๐ Lyrics
From the shades of the battle came a (?) sounds
Hammering eardrums and singing your grace
The moon sunk the man eating serpent sundown
And on his head on a pale ancient face
You are the tide never touching the shore
Receding of earth as day's birth being long
Beneath you the mountains and piles of whales
And I had to hide your poem in a song
Coward
My mask is my trade
Coward
On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
In the magic magnetic new nurture of night
Your bosom should hold me for fear of my breath
Reflecting for fools in the mirror of might
The impossible lights in your body of death
Burried in valleys are hundreds of men
Who (?) your body in weather and wrong
And I ride their graves with no thoughts of them then
And I had to hide your poem in a song
Coward
My mask is my trade
Coward
On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
Coward
My mask is my trade
Coward
On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
Hammering eardrums and singing your grace
The moon sunk the man eating serpent sundown
And on his head on a pale ancient face
You are the tide never touching the shore
Receding of earth as day's birth being long
Beneath you the mountains and piles of whales
And I had to hide your poem in a song
Coward
My mask is my trade
Coward
On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
In the magic magnetic new nurture of night
Your bosom should hold me for fear of my breath
Reflecting for fools in the mirror of might
The impossible lights in your body of death
Burried in valleys are hundreds of men
Who (?) your body in weather and wrong
And I ride their graves with no thoughts of them then
And I had to hide your poem in a song
Coward
My mask is my trade
Coward
On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
Coward
My mask is my trade
Coward
On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.56] From the shades of the battle came a (?) sounds
[00:23.08] Hammering eardrums and singing your grace
[00:27.19] The moon sunk the man eating serpent sundown
[00:33.67] And on his head on a pale ancient face
[00:43.60] You are the tide never touching the shore
[00:49.93] Receding of earth as day's birth being long
[00:54.71] Beneath you the mountains and piles of whales
[01:01.21] And I had to hide your poem in a song
[01:09.48] Coward
[01:14.51] My mask is my trade
[01:20.15] Coward
[01:23.35] On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
[01:42.15] In the magic magnetic new nurture of night
[01:49.05] Your bosom should hold me for fear of my breath
[01:53.38] Reflecting for fools in the mirror of might
[01:58.62] The impossible lights in your body of death
[02:07.92] Burried in valleys are hundreds of men
[02:16.83] Who (?) your body in weather and wrong
[02:21.38] And I ride their graves with no thoughts of them then
[02:28.63] And I had to hide your poem in a song
[02:37.00] Coward
[02:40.52] My mask is my trade
[02:46.13] Coward
[02:49.48] On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
[02:55.27] Coward
[02:58.05] My mask is my trade
[03:03.69] Coward
[03:06.93] On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
[03:16.87]
[00:23.08] Hammering eardrums and singing your grace
[00:27.19] The moon sunk the man eating serpent sundown
[00:33.67] And on his head on a pale ancient face
[00:43.60] You are the tide never touching the shore
[00:49.93] Receding of earth as day's birth being long
[00:54.71] Beneath you the mountains and piles of whales
[01:01.21] And I had to hide your poem in a song
[01:09.48] Coward
[01:14.51] My mask is my trade
[01:20.15] Coward
[01:23.35] On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
[01:42.15] In the magic magnetic new nurture of night
[01:49.05] Your bosom should hold me for fear of my breath
[01:53.38] Reflecting for fools in the mirror of might
[01:58.62] The impossible lights in your body of death
[02:07.92] Burried in valleys are hundreds of men
[02:16.83] Who (?) your body in weather and wrong
[02:21.38] And I ride their graves with no thoughts of them then
[02:28.63] And I had to hide your poem in a song
[02:37.00] Coward
[02:40.52] My mask is my trade
[02:46.13] Coward
[02:49.48] On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
[02:55.27] Coward
[02:58.05] My mask is my trade
[03:03.69] Coward
[03:06.93] On the back of your beauty I sing like a slave
[03:16.87]