- Жанр
- Психоделический рок
- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- я
- Описание
- привет Тому Йорку
- Альбом
- move
- Студия
- home
- Текст
- he goes -
kissing the sky
disposing the time
turning right
messing up
poisoning me
you are so bright
your cloth is so bright
made of the gold
and broken wall
you want it so
you holding the world
in so white hands
with no comments
and no commands
turn around
touching you
not a mistake
it will take
(you)
to disappear
as you dreamed
to disappear
from here
to disappear