Lion And Bee – Califone – letras

Beggars breathe all one lungAll one engine choirLooking lost and left undone by the riverbed sending off winterKeep in bending it with your promisesLong hands ripening quiet as a cutter’s eyeFrom the heightsThe planets curve tideAnd bullets harmonizeOcean clawsWaters teeth traded awayYour soldiers memoryWet sweet morning come kill a jealous nightDirt blue lit in a dried out poolKeep in bending it with your promisesLong hands morning come kill a jealous night