The Last Gift of Corelia
Rushing down out of the darkness you lay your bright hand on my chest to calm my heartbeat.
And as I look upon your neck, source of the streams that you direct around my tense brain.
When I walk through dreary forests, I would like to trust in my footsteps.
Tortuous tree near the track, against your trunk can I rest my back?
It understands I need a rest like its roots plunging in the earth.
it understands I have to go like it's top aspires to do.
Cause it's impossible to stay here, as tempting as I know it is
My fate is locked, my mind is set, I left you smiling in your sleep.
So I took a fruit and went my way.
Snakes of water follow my day.
Rushing down out of the darkness you lay your bright hand on my chest to calm my heartbeat.
And as I look upon your neck, source of the streams that you direct around my tense brain.
When I walk through dreary forests, I would like to trust in my footsteps.
Tortuous tree near the track, against your trunk can I rest my back?
And In the morning you see me gone again
It is my burden I must keep on travelling
For me no fireplace, no home
and this torch you lit I'll bear it all alone
My wooden heart your love kindled, your leafy neck a scarf in the cold
And as I look upon your neck, source of the streams that you direct around my tense brain.
When I walk through dreary forests, I would like to trust in my footsteps.
Tortuous tree near the track, against your trunk can I rest my back?
It understands I need a rest like its roots plunging in the earth.
it understands I have to go like it's top aspires to do.
Cause it's impossible to stay here, as tempting as I know it is
My fate is locked, my mind is set, I left you smiling in your sleep.
So I took a fruit and went my way.
Snakes of water follow my day.
Rushing down out of the darkness you lay your bright hand on my chest to calm my heartbeat.
And as I look upon your neck, source of the streams that you direct around my tense brain.
When I walk through dreary forests, I would like to trust in my footsteps.
Tortuous tree near the track, against your trunk can I rest my back?
And In the morning you see me gone again
It is my burden I must keep on travelling
For me no fireplace, no home
and this torch you lit I'll bear it all alone
My wooden heart your love kindled, your leafy neck a scarf in the cold
Credits
Writer(s): Nicolas Gautier, Marin Perot, Pierre Marolleau, Kevin Le Tetour
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