Get ready for a trip of the highest sort when you reach the Fairyport...

...or "smoke Maria and be content in the land of Fairyport Convent". What's this place then, the "Fairyport Convent"...

niedziela, 10 marca 2024

"Bird Talk" - Lyrics

Buenas noches, pura vida
Narcotica mind corrida
You are victim of your light
You are poison of the spine
Buenas noches arte pura
Fellow chica of the obscura
You are corny in a sense
That could kill your innocence

Error cleaning vacuum spirit
Threshold beauty, see what's in it
You are prison of device
Architecture and disguise
I will love you without plan
I will scan you with your friends
Taken highways of delight
Free from burning in the night

Indu babe of foreign shores
Raven singing evermore
Poets quoting from the streets
Prophets of their gazing feet
Mi compadre of the lens
Now's our lady's second chance
For a life behind the blue
And all the chances that she blew

There's an answer to your gun
Hiding in the blazing sun
Running with the deeper love
Drifting high on a cloudy glove
Forests echo words of pride
Demons dance and nocturnes ride
For the howling yellow beast
Multicolor beard of dreams

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