Beauty Is In Its Embrace - текст песни
Beauty Is In It's Embrace
Inside display of broken wings
So smooth
Porcelain face cracks and flakes away
Turns pulse
Flying down telephone lines to the pictures on your wall
Burning on contact
And the branches were stripped under
Waving overhead
In your breath there was the fire
Burning through the room
[Unclear]
And we won't come back under
Back drop of mountains
Above pastels
In flames that crawl up
Time wont stop for loss
It hits the back seat
Tearing fabric from the lines till the clouds come
To swallow the night
Leaving less piled on the floor
This one hands you the all we fall
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