Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
June Hawthorn
June Hawthorn
Akustische Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
June Hawthorn
June Hawthorn
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
June Hawthorn
June Hawthorn
Produzent:in

Lyrics

My blood stained sheets turn pink As I start to sink into The deep, deep textiles I'm drowning in dreams Where we promised to meet But you've been gone for a while You've been gone You've been gone You've been gone for a while Pinecones and seashells A mountain spirit out to sea Talismans buried in your skin cells We're trapped inside different realities Maybe I'll see you in the next life We don't have to feel so blue That we miss out on what's really floating around The sun knocks on my window The cat scratches my door Nicotine withdrawal shakes my achey bones As I hold onto this ocean floor I hold on, I ground myself I ground myself with this ocean floor Pinecones and seashells A mountain spirit out to sea Talismans buried in your skin cells We're trapped inside different realities Maybe I'll see you in the next life We don't have to feel so blue That we miss out on what's really floating around We're diving in I'm believing in something more They can't take away our laughter They can't take away our shore We're diving in I'm believing in something more They can't take away our laughter They can't take away our shore Pinecones and seashells A mountain spirit out to sea Talismans buried in your skin cells We're trapped inside different realities Maybe I'll see you in the next life We don't have to feel so blue That we miss out on what's really floating around On what's really floating around
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