Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Untitled 1, artist - Rosetta. Album song The Cleansing Undertones of Wake/Lift, in the genre Date of issue: 12.04.2010
Record label: Translation Loss
Song language: English
Untitled 1 |
| Why? |
| They wasted our filth |
| Stolen our bones |
| Turning our eyes, they’re turning further to war |
| This is for knowing among silent trees |
| Kill those that run away |
| to delight and iron the birds |
| They’re desolate, lonely |
| For most of the trees, there’s hail on the leaves |
| to delight and iron the birds |
| His voice, so thick that love got buried |
| His voice, no boy, no boy, no play |
| Someday I’ll rise, someday I’ll play |
| Someday I’ll rise, someday I’ll rise |
| His voice, so thick that love, that love has gone away |
| No boy, no play |
| Windblown through the leaves |
| Can you still just dance then start singing? |
| I lay on the ground |
| Get lost once again in a tranquil sound |
| Revive the memory in real time, for me |
| The terrible sound |
| Is fading from paradise, is fading away… |
| And the hunger bout came |
| To delight and iron the birds |
| To seize our fate |
| Where are all the leaves? |
| We must dwell on the leaves |
| Tantalize, convince me that nothing’s wrong |
| This all seems to say that I’ll find a way |
| To shed my old skin and move on |
| For now I listen when they say nothing’s wrong |
| Retreat to a place where memories erase |
| Ignore it as I have all along |