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Indian Summer - Woolworm Lyrics

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  • Mending slowly,
  • All wounds,
  • Effortlessly as the burden of his sunken child is lifted,
  • But effortlessly again carried,
  • Faintly to the stone heart of an angry son,
  • An angry son who has done his swallowing,
  • His memories are bitten pills,
  • So many bitten pills,
  • That he has collected,
  • Like the fallen pieces of the broken ground which he now moves on,
  • The ground is so unsettled,
  • So endlessly unsettled,
  • He recounted,
  • With the weight of the sunken earth,
  • And still he moves on,
  • This is earth,
  • Earth which he has moved on and collected,
  • Settled to his own liking,
  • And still he moves on.
  • A voice in the back of his head reminding him,
  • That this is stolen,
  • That this is not his.
  • All these moments,
  • These precious time spent moments in gravity,
  • All this anxious waiting,
  • All this time spent waiting.
  • All this pain that you know,
  • All this effortless moving,
  • All this pain that you will ever know.
  • In waking hours,
  • Time spent in these moments.
  • Though he is living,
  • Silently in moments,
  • And forgiving relevance,
  • It is in his heart he is holding,
  • And calling behind sadness of empty fields.
  • It is in these moments of time well spent,
  • In these moments of gravity,
  • This time well spent,
  • A look to heaven,
  • Sighing tears of angel's and a night sky
  • Racing,
  • Racing,
  • Yelling softly,
  • This is the moment,
  • This is the moment.
  • A look to heaven,
  • Sighing tears of angel's and a night sky,
  • This is the moment.
  • Holding moments and forgiving relevance,
  • It is in his heart,
  • Calling behind sadness of empty fields.
  • It is in these moments,
  • Of time well spent,
  • In these moments of gravity,
  • Behind tired eyes,
  • Behind tired eyes,
  • I think he's waiting,
  • Knowing your destiny,
  • He calls him the angry son.
  • This is the moment,
  • This is the moment,
  • This is the moment,
  • This is the moment,
  • It's hard to say,
  • Running out of time,
  • They don't know me,
  • It's hard to say,
  • They don't know me.
  • This is the next last moment.
  • I am the angry son,
  • I am the angry son,
  • I am the angry son,
  • I am the angry son.
  • This is the moment,
  • This is the moment,
  • I am the angry son,
  • I am the angry son.
  • I am the angry son,
  • I am the angry son.
  • Sighing tears of angel's and a night sky
  • This is the moment.

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