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Los Campesinos! – Life Is A Long Time lyrics
My brown eyes two pools of mud
Resting in two dark moons they turn the tide into a flood
And the bloodshot lines in the whites map every A road in this town,
All the glare of the city lights, every cul-de-sac we've talked down.
Over time they build up the city, and our arguments show it all,
Every ring road, every motorway, displayed in crease and wrinkle
Until my face is a map you have folded up on hundred, one thousand times
You know it starts pretty rough and ends up even worse
And what goes on in-between, I try to keep it out of my thoughts
Your blue eyes are like the deepest and the warmest seas
As the salt elevates my body, they float my heart up past my teeth
And with the water and the Cypriot sun, would you psoriasis bleach and be
Gone?
Would it fix the pallor of my skin? Would my freckles all meld into one?
Your body above me, sobbing down, my cheeks wet from your tears
They extinguish each of the burning thread veins, flow down to my ears
Now they rest in two tiny reservoirs that overfed the wedded canals
You know it starts pretty rough and ends up even worse
And what goes on in-between, I try to keep it out of my thoughts
And life, life is a long time, too long to my mind, too long by far
Between my waterfalls and your land-tides, there's cartography in every
Scar
Life, life is a long time, too long to my mind, too long by far
Because it starts pretty rough ends up even worse
And what goes on in-between, I try to keep it out of my thoughts X 4
Resting in two dark moons they turn the tide into a flood
And the bloodshot lines in the whites map every A road in this town,
All the glare of the city lights, every cul-de-sac we've talked down.
Over time they build up the city, and our arguments show it all,
Every ring road, every motorway, displayed in crease and wrinkle
Until my face is a map you have folded up on hundred, one thousand times
You know it starts pretty rough and ends up even worse
And what goes on in-between, I try to keep it out of my thoughts
Your blue eyes are like the deepest and the warmest seas
As the salt elevates my body, they float my heart up past my teeth
And with the water and the Cypriot sun, would you psoriasis bleach and be
Gone?
Would it fix the pallor of my skin? Would my freckles all meld into one?
Your body above me, sobbing down, my cheeks wet from your tears
They extinguish each of the burning thread veins, flow down to my ears
Now they rest in two tiny reservoirs that overfed the wedded canals
You know it starts pretty rough and ends up even worse
And what goes on in-between, I try to keep it out of my thoughts
And life, life is a long time, too long to my mind, too long by far
Between my waterfalls and your land-tides, there's cartography in every
Scar
Life, life is a long time, too long to my mind, too long by far
Because it starts pretty rough ends up even worse
And what goes on in-between, I try to keep it out of my thoughts X 4
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