Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sobs, artist - Blaue Blume. Album song Bell of Wool, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 07.11.2019
Record label: hfn
Song language: English
Sobs |
| Monday night |
| I still try to sleep |
| Lights are cold |
| From shop windows on the street |
| And rimfrost glows |
| Like crystals blown from the mouth that breathes |
| My eyes are blue |
| The night is too |
| We’re lost |
| In space |
| It’s a rocket life |
| On an open sky |
| It’s a ride |
| We go down sometimes |
| Tell myself that it’s easy |
| To let go and leave it |
| Somewhere you feel it |
| Slowly beating |
| Monday night |
| Angels rise from the sewer |
| Corner girl dressed in white |
| Baby, fly |
| The morning light |
| Is a wryly smile |
| In my own black pile |
| My eyes are green |
| Like autumn leaves |
| Once was |
| On the pretty trees |
| It’s a rocket life |
| On an open sky |
| No-one |
| Saw me arrive |
| Tell myself that it’s easy |
| To let go and leave it |
| Somewhere you feel it |
| Slowly beating |
| I went to church |
| The Sunday mass |
| I wash my hands |
| I’m just a man |
| Is it essential to my cause? |
| Is it monastery for thoughts? |
| I don’t hear anybody calling me |
| (Never heard a sound like that) |
| Is it essential to my cause? |
| Is it monastery for thoughts? |