Untitled Songtext
von Bloom Parade

Our city shines from far away
I search for patterns and familiar shapes
I felt the leaves dry out and the shaking underneath
And long to mend the space between
But it won′t be

So let me breathe
Let me


There's something in the way we speak
(Nerves underlining everything)
I felt the seeds of doubt and discomfort flourishing
But it can′t be

In every exhalation
I lost pieces, I lost myself
In every exhalation
You leave my lungs and I'm finding myself

So let me breathe
Let me

I felt the leaves dry out and the shaking underneath
(And long to mend the space between)
I felt the seeds of doubt and discomfort flourishing
(So let me breathe, let me)