Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Air # 17 , by - June Of 44. Song from the album Four Great Points, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 19.01.1998
Record label: Quarterstick
Song language: English
Air # 17 |
| Black hole in the midwest |
| Four eyes |
| Flat on our backs, bare skin |
| Discovered an enchanted |
| An understated manifesto |
| In the stacks of a flooded library |
| Picturesque vision |
| By the same door |
| The word is a stone |
| And an open sword |
| And you can’t stop this |
| It’s three stories high |
| Loaded with electricity |
| Air number thirteen |
| Three stories high |
| 9000 square feet |
| And the fans are on fire |
| And their water is on our floor |
| Layers of dust and carbon |
| An unsuspected surveillance |
| We can compare mosquito bites |
| And wish for vacations |