Under the Dock Leaves

Under the Dock Leaves 歌词

歌曲 Under the Dock Leaves
歌手 Gothica
专辑 The Cliff of Suicide
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You slide across the branches,
Your glitter is fertile pollen,
You're shadows in the shape of leaves.
A wind that ripples the crest of waves against the current,
You caress the rivers but you are the springs.
Your eyes: buds which are moistened by the dew,
Beyond webs of obscurity.
The branches swing you
Then you glide on your transparent wings.
Under the Dock Leaves 歌词
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