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track 01 from 'evening machines'
https://gregoryalanisakov.bandcamp.co...https://gregoryalanisakov.merchtable....https://gregoryalanisakov.com/ / gregoryalanisakov https://open.spotify.com/artist/5sXaG...
lyrics:
silver-wing-ed, broken english, boys they smoke
talk and joke
above the water
New York lady, holding in her heavy hand
sacred lantern, guiding dawn
quit all that looking back
i quit all of that
casting glances backwards, but it’s not your fault
turned to salt for wondering
in your braids and heavy pages, we were folded
kiss the cold and dirty ground
quit all that looking back
i quit all of that
seasons wake with sleeping birds now flying south
covered mouth, we watch in awe
fallen pines to shape the skyline
take me there
beneath the barren colored moon
quit all that looking back
i quit all of that
greeting all the masses
from their teeming shores
she was born with open eyes
her color . . . is coming back…...more
track 01 from 'evening machines'
https://gregoryalanisakov.bandcamp.co...https://gregoryalanisakov.merchtable....https://gregoryalanisakov.com/ / gregoryalanisakov https://open.spotify.com/artist/5sXaG...
lyrics:
silver-wing-ed, broken english, boys they smoke
talk and joke
above the water
New York lady, holding in her heavy hand
sacred lantern, guiding dawn
quit all that looking back
i quit all of that
casting glances backwards, but it’s not your fault
turned to salt for wondering
in your braids and heavy pages, we were folded
kiss the cold and dirty ground
quit all that looking back
i quit all of that
seasons wake with sleeping birds now flying south
covered mouth, we watch in awe
fallen pines to shape the skyline
take me there
beneath the barren colored moon
quit all that looking back
i quit all of that
greeting all the masses
from their teeming shores
she was born with open eyes
her color . . . is coming back…...more