DagaDana 歌词

	from the four corners and silence of the room
	outside the window, a February thaw –
	a letter to your lips and your hands dearest
	raindrops like music on the glass door –

	it’s so far to you and so bitter,
	it’s too much, over fields over sky,
	I’m drowning in twilight and blue smoke
	like the poplars in the fog at the roadside

	maybe I should go into town
	and spot trains passing through the station
	and look at myself in the puddles
	they are deeper than washbasins –

	a letter to you about everything to you dearest
	about love and about cold tea
	about a walk with the moon in our hair
	about all that can’t be

	from the four corners and silence of the room
	outside the window, a February thaw
	a letter to your lips and your hands dearest
	raindrops like music on the glass door

	it' s so far to you and so bitter,
	it' s too much, over fields over sky,
	I' m drowning in twilight and blue smoke
	like the poplars in the fog at the roadside

	maybe I should go into town
	and spot trains passing through the station
	and look at myself in the puddles
	they are deeper than washbasins

	a letter to you about everything to you dearest
	about love and about cold tea
	about a walk with the moon in our hair
	about all that can' t be

	from the four corners and silence of the room
	outside the window, a February thaw
	a letter to your lips and your hands dearest
	raindrops like music on the glass door

	it' s so far to you and so bitter,
	it' s too much, over fields over sky,
	I' m drowning in twilight and blue smoke
	like the poplars in the fog at the roadside

	maybe I should go into town
	and spot trains passing through the station
	and look at myself in the puddles
	they are deeper than washbasins

	a letter to you about everything to you dearest
	about love and about cold tea
	about a walk with the moon in our hair
	about all that can' t be

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