Текст песни: Primitive Patience + перевод

It’s your primitive patience I need

Ferocity sowing the seed

Cannot pierce the crust of existence

With a brutish stick in my hand

Too little, too late, I whittle and wait

And mountains break down into sand

If I had a watch, would you know what the time was?

Knowing the time, watch me go by

By and by, counting the seconds

Second guessing the sun in my eyes

The more time you give me, the less gets done

And darker the day becomes

I’m unaware, the rest of my days

With you here beside me

Your silhouette burns in the back of my eye

It’s your primitive patience I need

The animal instinct to seed

I pierce the crust of the moment

And ask if the moment is right

Too little, too late, I whittle and wait

And mountains break down into sand

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