Текст и слова песни Clark Anne – Swimming
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Your body is the shoreline
Sometimes I am the sea
Clinging desperately
Feeling all the contours
Ebbing away
Pulled by the tides
- the moon
And digital clocks
Sensitive to nothing
Parting hours -
Time falls through our fingers
Like sand.
Your body is the shoreline
Sometimes I am the sea
Clinging desperately
Feeling all the contours
Ebbing away
Pulled by the tides
- the moon
And digital clocks
Sensitive to nothing
Parting hours -
Time falls through our fingers
Like sand.
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