Wild Sweet (Feat. Tina Malia, Marya Stark, Leah Song & Chloe Smith)
Starling Arrow
5:23
Текст песни
Marrow of the hallow Bone from the shadow Sparrow to the meadow Fly away fly away Feather flight and fallin Stormy seas a calling Whispered night you'd stolen Fly away fly away Wings on the wind of a borrowed song Take me to the temple wanting Love and her lilting petals drawn Ever in the dance a dawning Night and her maiden vessels open Arms to the red moon raining Tales from the bone, garden of stone Scripts in the flames remaining Marrow of the hallow Bone from the shadow Sparrow to the meadow Fly away fly away Feather flight and fallin Stormy seas a calling Whispered night you'd stolen Fly away fly away Wings on the wind of a borrowed song Take me to the temple wanting Love and her lilting petals drawn Ever in the dance a dawning Night and her maiden vessels open Arms to the red moon raining Tales from the bone, garden of stone Scripts in the flames remaining Cast yer bones In the circle Step to the left Arms stretched Toward constellations Rain down through the memories Weaving the threads Her tapestry held The shape of a prophecy Cast yer bones In the circle Step to the left Arms stretched Toward constellations Rain down through the memories Weaving the threads Her tapestry held The shape of a prophecy Cast yer bones In the circle Step to the left Arms stretched Toward constellations Rain down through the memories Weaving the threads Her tapestry held The shape of a prophecy Cast yer bones In the circle Step to the left Arms stretched Toward constellations Rain down through the memories Weaving the threads Her tapestry held The shape of a prophecy Cast yer bones In the circle Step to the left Arms stretched Toward constellations Rain down through the memories Weaving the threads Her tapestry held The shape of a prophecy Cast yer bones In the circle Step to the left Arms stretched Toward constellations Rain down through the memories Weaving the threads Her tapestry held The shape of a prophecy Cast yer bones In the circle Step to the left Arms stretched Toward constellations Rain down through the memories Weaving the threads Fly away fly away
