Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Zoé Basha
Zoé Basha
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Zoé Basha
Zoé Basha
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Zoé Basha
Zoé Basha
Produzent:in
Ben Rawlins
Ben Rawlins
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

Same swallows swooping
Sooner brings the season
Sooner brings the season
Of well-known white blossom blankets
But these black rock pillows 'gainst sun-kissed cheeks and that naked blue for weeks
Of these hills
On that road we were whistling with our thumbs out
Six lips too jelly to stay stiff
On that road we were whistling with our thumbs out
And I slipped, and I never caught the ride
Oh
I can feel my heart still lingering where I ripped it from my breast
I can feel my heart still lingering in the great grey north sky
One south-seeking swallow
Full of tunes and full of time unbound ahead
One south-seeking swallow
Now settled in these hills
On that road we were shivering with our breath hot
Laugh too loud for the silent hedgerow
On that road I was wondering what the point was
So I never caught the ride
Oh
I can feel my heart still lingering where I ripped it from my breast
I can feel my heart still lingering in the great grey north sky
One south-seeking swallow
Full of tunes and full of time unbound ahead
One south-seeking swallow
Now settled in these hills
Written by: Zoé Basha
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