Corners...

Behind
The glass
The hours fade
Down
Calm
Stranded
The merry feather den
I dragged sand
It calls me home
The sun tried to bargain
The birds keep me sustained
I catch this song blue gospel
Tuck it on my tongue, as a blessed land
I'm floating
I'm floating
I'm floating
My room is low tide
The water is growing
The clock stick stick keep ticking
The clock tick tick keep kicking
The clock tick tick keep skipping
The clock tick tick stopped talking
Is this asphyxia in our head
Is there a ladder to climb the sky
Behind doors are fantasies
I bet they open not for me
Under them I feel the mirage
Of your hand
The end
As a bliss, now I miss
Silently loud
As a bliss, now I miss
Silently loud and proud
Behind glass
Be, hide glass
Behind glass
Be, hide glass
Be, hide



Credits
Writer(s): Aurélien Sauzereau, Damien Hubert, Olivier Millot, Sam Pillay, Simon Belot
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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