Вершы: Marlango. The Electrical Morning. Who Is Me.
The edge cuts this day
Into perfect shades and perfect shapes
There's a buzzing
Going 'round in my head
Like lights this love will not be own
Like music this joy will not be hold
Who is me
Who you
Who is who i see
Who is he
Who she
Who is who in me
I tried to hold it
But it slips between my hands
And i tried to grab it
But it won't stay in my arms
So's nothing simple in a yes
There's nothing in no
There is nothing simple in what i see
Who is me
Who you
Who is who i see
Who is he
Who she
Who is who in me
There's nothing yours that i can hold
Your skin ends where my hand begins
That i have something yours within
I have something yours
That i have something that it's not me anymore
Who is me
Who you
Who is who i see
Who is you
Who she
Who is who in me
Who is me
Who you
Who is who i see
Like love this joy will not be own
Like music this love will not be held
The Electrical Morning
Marlango
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