fever ray albümünün en güzel parçası kanımca. insanı alıp götüren cinsten. bir kere dinleyin bana hak vereceksiniz.
sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun.
Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float
There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
For forever, I'll be here
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
Take me home before the storm
Velvet moths will keep us warm
Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born
hayatı boyunca bir kez dahi olsa sabahın erken saatlerinde ki gerçekten erken saatlerden bahsediyorum, kulaklarında bu şarkıyla dolaşmayan insan eksik insandır.
