Marrow

Wish I could bottle the clouds
Let them out when I don't want to be
Found wounded and weak
I'll descend through the ground

There's a constant wavering
In my steps, when I speak
Right behind, chasing me
Reaching for my feet

Just when I start to say
The air is getting warm
It all gets taken away
I'll let go of it
I'll let go

There's a constant wavering
In my steps, when I speak
Right behind, chasing me
Reaching for my feet

There's a constant wavering
In my steps, when I speak
Right behind, chasing me
Reaching for my feet



Credits
Writer(s): Tanios Helou
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