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Laura Gibson - Shadows On Parade | Текст Иностранной Песни
I have carried These south Many seasons They're pulling by these Bargaining my smile And when you're eyes come rushing Up to greet them I cast them all
Laura Gibson - Red Moon | Текст Иностранной Песни
Oh red moon A warm glow To where we'll go from here I do not know A porch light A bitter song For whom the caring words I cannot tell I
Laura Gibson - Sweet Deception | Текст Иностранной Песни
Sweet deception Oh cruel, cruel, cruelest comfort I have known the first I have known the last Of your kind Sweet deception My one consolation Shall I find my
Laura Gibson - Feather Lungs | Текст Иностранной Песни
Late when the night has swollen and the edge of the sky is bruised I'll wonder if the scene is cast by accident or by design We will leave our feather lungs, as nameless
Laura Gibson - Skin, Warming Skin | Текст Иностранной Песни
Secrets spun as thin as summer threads Hidden in the hems of summer dresses "It's only skin, warming skin," you said Innocence can bow and kiss your forehead How
Laura Gibson - Grande | Текст Иностранной Песни
When the moon carves a trail down the pine-bearded hills And a ghost-wind hollers to the early morn And the starlings return to the old sugar mill Stealing their corn from the
Laura Gibson - Spirited | Текст Иностранной Песни
Our bodies still as photographs Beg the ground to swallow us And press our lonesome silhouettes into the dirt Light reflecting off your face Casting colors on your cheeks
Laura Gibson - Lion | Текст Иностранной Песни
My love is fierce Leaving your limbs barefoot and honey-wild Perhaps my dear I am no dove, I am no shade of blue Clear as any story-time will tell you I am not a lamb,
Laura Gibson - The Rushing Dark | Текст Иностранной Песни
When morning took form As the silhouette of a man I could not turn my head I could not stop trembling I could not stop trembling I could not stop trembling
Laura Gibson - The Fire | Текст Иностранной Песни
Are you carried by a restless wind? Does it saddle you with brave ideas? With battle scars and souvenirs, To hang across your shoulder blades. Oh if you're hot as
