Текст и слова песни Peacock Palace – Indian Summer
Rain is chucking marble-colours from
The skies, i saw it all before, in puddles
Made of gasonline, and on a dead trouts
Scales-deep blue waters, grey and
Green, I`ve been wading through, the feather of a magipe bird, in a glass-eyed
Pupped dream...
(Chorus)
Indian summer, indian summer, I`m
Loosing you, Indian summer, and we
Are dancing through
The skies, i saw it all before, in puddles
Made of gasonline, and on a dead trouts
Scales-deep blue waters, grey and
Green, I`ve been wading through, the feather of a magipe bird, in a glass-eyed
Pupped dream...
(Chorus)
Indian summer, indian summer, I`m
Loosing you, Indian summer, and we
Are dancing through
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