Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Four Words, artist - Parenthetical Girls. Album song Entanglements, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 08.09.2008
Record label: Tomlab
Song language: English
Four Words |
forgive me please but do repeat what youve said |
while its fresh in your head |
the way those consonants stretched |
before you forget |
wait there thats it just |
at the split of your lips |
before your tongue gives to lisp |
wearing that sweet sinful slip |
spins a crippling ellipse |
a swell of strings sing neath |
the pleats of my dress |
and speeds what beats neath my breast |
into the song they suggest |
taps traces of wet |
(oh wait that shape did make conducting the wave) |
they phrase this endless refrain |
and for the next several days |
im braced neath the waist |
creased of these sheets |
in half a sleep it seems to speak through me |
the sweet symphony |
might simply be the sound of space between |
conceived of where we meet |
might your proximity then cease to restrict |
that which exists of such bliss |
where that it rings of all things |
with strict consonance |
bless me with breath lest we forget |
what you said |
to loose this noise in my head |
for that in flesh unto death |
might we seamlessly blend |
and should i pass away |
i pray a tape be lain upon my grave |
and these sweet remains may play that melody |
to say whats left between these knees at ease |