Текст песни: Twenty One Rooms + перевод

Like stained glass faces we melt

As the earth’s eye blinks at this house

And dilates

Oh nature has its way

Of capturing disasters

Just to wash us all away

So I spent my Summer

Living under the ground

And deep in the night

I still hear you speaking

Oh tell me I’m wrong

I still feel you breathing

A bluejay on a withered branch

The energy of a painted past

In black and white

I caught the midnight wind

That comes before the rain

It weathers me and generates

A calming sense of place

So I spent my Summer

Living under the ground

Deep in the night

I still feel you breathing

Tell me I’m wrong

I still hear you speaking

I Spent my summer

Living under the ground

Deep in the night

I still feel you breathing

Tell me I’m wrong

I still hear you screaming

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