Chapel Club - Surfacing | Тексты и переводы песен | British Wave

Chapel Club

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  • 2011 - Palace

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    Surfacing

    Strange the god of your name is (?) in two
    Shells and silvery scales and torrents of blue
    One more pilot fish come to swim with the shark
    Dreams of bloodiest extremes picks me from their mouth.

    Stars shining bright above you
    Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
    Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
    Dream a little dream of me.

    Cold your blood is your soul but blood is the lie
    Soul, the hand that you hold before you arrive
    You're perfect, you're worth it your friends said
    I guess that it's true
    You mean it
    I've seen it
    The poets got nothing on you

    Stars shining bright above you
    Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
    Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
    Dream a little dream of me.

    Stars shining bright above you
    Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
    Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
    Dream a little dream of me.

    Dream a little dream
    Dream a little dream
    Dream a little dream of me.

    Dream a little dream
    Dream a little dream
    Dream a little dream of me.