Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sculptor , by - Luluc. Song from the album Sculptor, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 12.07.2018
Record label: Sub Pop
Song language: English
Sculptor |
| Sitting with the politicians |
| Suiting up these rags need stitching |
| How’d I get to this part of the plan |
| A nomad riding a luxury train |
| In the sky |
| Do politicians wanna be musicians |
| A rock star with a party line |
| A folk tune we know the words to |
| Empty sounds resounding sounds of nothing |
| The lady’s dancing the safety demonstration |
| Painted faces, nothing out of place |
| Will they stay that way |
| If we tumble to crash |
| Perfect dolls would we float |
| Salted, washed, lifted, lost, but found somewhere else |
| Found somewhere else |
| Taken by a light |
| Brightest on the other side |
| Let me know the color and trace of my worst fears |
| And face them without a tremor |
| Without the slightest sense of dread |
| But as the ghost of my own unruly head |
| May just see its own kind |
| Its own creation |
| And a final place |
| The most beautiful, serene sculpture |
| My hands could make |
| Could trace |
| Could make |
| Could trace |
| Could make |
| Could trace |
| Could break |