Bea1991 Hinterland
Trapped in the day when specifics are lying around
Hands ain't the same when they don't know perception of ground
Firing the bowls of a glittering tower to save
The memory from all the habits that make me behave
Further on
Pushing further on
Running over
There's a bottle where the memory goes
Further on
Pushing further on
Running over
There's a bottle where the memory goes
Solarian all around me, shining the blue
A blink for each one of the candles I laid out for you
I lost all the words that were saved up for moments like these
I thought we'd be one
But the thing says no guarantee
Further on
Pushing further on
Running over
There's a bottle where the memory goes
Further on
Pushing further on
Running over
There's a bottle where the memory goes