Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cherry-Pick, artist - Brooke Waggoner. Album song Sweven, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 14.01.2016
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Cherry-Pick |
| Can you hear it? |
| The soft sound of aging |
| The watchtower growing watch-less |
| The cautious losing conscience |
| In that summer’s eve, in the dryness of the mountain, |
| Beams of sunshine whispered at my back — |
| became my captain |
| So I became a slave |
| To the one that uplifts and left me cartwheeling |
| Do you know it? |
| Do you know the meek ways we have bathing? |
| The must for hibernating? |
| The need for book-casing? |
| I feel i’m getting better, |
| I feel it in my bones |
| Inside my body and underneath my clothes |
| I’m holding out for something |
| I know nothing of what it is, |
| and i’m waist-deep in the middle of a mess — |
| Like a splinter that’s been lodged inside |
| Burying all the cold from seasons past. |