The Hour Speller Songtext
von Thot

I can′t spell it forever
I beg for a change
Tilt ending to the feather
I just need a rest
Time becomes a fever
A virus I can't stop
Mowing all my lovers
I can′t fit to the rules
To the rules
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
Wedding as autumn's leaf
Friendship as beliefs
Afternoons as only exit
Morning as digital music
Nothing would ever remain
Spelling words lost in the sand
Nothing would ever remain


Spelling words lost in the sand
Nothing would ever remain
Spelling words lost in the sand
Nothing would ever remain
Spelling words lost in the sand
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
Uuuh uh uh uh uh
My sibyl, can't you see?
Whole world is fading
My sibyl, can′t you see?
The sky and fields are melting
My devil, can′t you dream?
Time has come to open your hands
My models are the scenes
I draw myself in the poetry
Poetry
Poetry
Poetry
Poetry
Poetry