Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Next Year , by - Marika Hackman. Song from the album We Slept at Last, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 15.02.2015
Record label: Dirty Hit
Song language: English
Next Year |
| Oh, Father Time |
| Grow me, change me |
| Age and shed the infant skin that was mine |
| Did you hear the wind |
| Howling, growling? |
| She knows something |
| She is older than I |
| Progress is slow on this heart that I grow |
| I’ll love a lot next year |
| Beat to the drum |
| Constant motion, vessels pulsing |
| Every second we die |
| Hands to the sun |
| Burning, breathing, glowing, healing |
| Sustenance of the sky |
| Wholemeal and coal are better for the soul |
| But I believe in blood and lust |
| Oh, Father Time |
| Rock me gently, I’m not ready |
| Can’t we stay for a while? |
| And listen in to the wind |
| Melody of melancholy |
| She’s a lullaby |
| But send me to sleep and my mother |
| She will weep |
| Alma Mater I’ve not met |
| Here’s to the womb and the human catacomb |
| I am not a child quite yet |
| No, I am not a child quite yet |