Flugufrelsarinn

Apr 11, 2006 19:34

The air plays with, the sheet covers peace

The light lights you, tip-toed gone it is

The moon takes over, seduces the mind

The moon gazes on, darknes you be gone

A fabric drawn away, my dreams it saw, creepy goes,

Day has risen, darkness, many are

Hurts it self, alone he is

Sigur Rós
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