Blind Sublime (demo) Songtext
von Peter Murphy
Blind Sublime (demo) Songtext
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
Soft hills and shores
Beguiled and silent lights
The sun waits softly
We talk a lot
Too much to say
We′re still too proud
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
It looks like a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
I could conquer it and still feel same
The people pass the simple here
And thought escapes me
No fear, no judge, no burning fear
Their eyes don't pierce
Slowly work smoke ring arms
Really too much to mention
Slowly work smoke ring arms
Blood turn the heel
I shout to time that nothing stays
Nothing lasts, condemned to change
Though then I read a book, a line
Which says we sleep in blinds sublime
Deaf and dumb in human lands
To break and free needs different hands
To pull us to the different space
Where things are wider, out of place
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
I could conquer it and still feel same
I could conquer it and still feel same
I could conquer it and still feel same
Soft hills and shores
Beguiled and silent lights
The sun waits softly
We talk a lot
Too much to say
We′re still too proud
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
It looks like a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
I could conquer it and still feel same
The people pass the simple here
And thought escapes me
No fear, no judge, no burning fear
Their eyes don't pierce
Slowly work smoke ring arms
Really too much to mention
Slowly work smoke ring arms
Blood turn the heel
I shout to time that nothing stays
Nothing lasts, condemned to change
Though then I read a book, a line
Which says we sleep in blinds sublime
Deaf and dumb in human lands
To break and free needs different hands
To pull us to the different space
Where things are wider, out of place
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
It looks a dream and smells the same
I could conquer it and still feel same
I could conquer it and still feel same
I could conquer it and still feel same
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