Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thylacine, artist - Cathy Davey. Album song New Forest, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 08.09.2016
Record label: Hammer Toe
Song language: English
Thylacine |
| I was dreaming of you, thylacine |
| The last of so many |
| You were pulled by the moon |
| But she won’t find you in this room |
| Of iron and concrete |
| Oh we’re ordinary, made of mud, made of clay |
| Pull the night over me |
| For a moment you’re home |
| From the seed to the shoot |
| We sever every root |
| A dislocated limb |
| With no words to convey |
| It swam about you all day |
| And bubbled like a hymn |
| Oh we’re ordinary, made of mud, made of clay |
| Pull the night over me |
| I can’t see you |
| Oh we’re ordinary, made of mud, made of clay |
| Pull the night over me |
| For a moment |
| You’d better believe from the ground we’re released |
| No amount of concrete will unbind us |
| Oh we’re ordinary I am mud you are clay |
| Momentarily she will find us |