Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sister Self, artist - Alela Diane. Album song The Pirate's Gospel, in the genre Иностранная авторская песняDate of issue: 25.10.2018
Record label: AllPoints
Song language: English
Sister Self |
| That pole isn’t growing in my black solid sky |
| Solid sky |
| And pirate ships pulled these shoulders back |
| But in morning slumber I gripped the slender palm of my hand |
| And I felt the soft of my flesh |
| And I stared into my sister self |
| And we was running, running, running |
| We was climbing, we was fighting |
| We was breathing fast |
| Praying please |
| We were singing |
| We were dancing |
| We were clapping |
| Singing, dancing, clapping |
| We were returning to the hills |
| Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |
| Returning to the hills |
| Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |
| But I’ve got to hold my own hand |
| I’ve got to hold my own hand |
| And this is my skin I feel |
| And these are the teeth that I clench |
| And the hazel of my sight |
| Plus the colors she wears is mine |
| O that color she’s wearing is mine |
| And we was running, running, running |
| We was climbing, we was fighting |
| We was breathing fast |
| Praying please |
| We were singing |
| We were dancing |
| We were clapping |
| Singing, dancing, clapping |
| We were returning to the hills |
| Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |
| We were returning to the hills |
| Bringing buckets drawn from the wells |