Lyrics Singer - Pure Bathing Culture

Singer

My mirror remember
The folds in our feathers
The line and the measure
Of the wings of
Of the sender
And all of this has
Passed between us
To crack it open
And release us
Youth was black and blue
But I’m a singer
And time is braided bands
But I would give you rings for every finger
And ribbons for your hair
And do surrender
My darkest endeavours
The fire and the embers
My mirror remembers
That all of this has
Passed between us
To crack it open
And release us
You catch it when you can
Like silver in your hair