Fevre Dream
Title | Fevre Dream |
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Artist | Picnic Lightning |
Album | Picnic Lightning |
Release Date | 2016-09-02 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | The fevre dream has a hold on me I am a desert cloud’s long shadow crawling There’s poison in the fount from which blessings flow And a reaper at the rose-tinted garden door The will of the wind is to bend bow low I am a desert bud regretting growth There’s a stele for the mind that’ll keep it clear It's the lie that your home just is not here On the rise Towards the light All my life It’s felt like almost time The fevre dream has a hold on me I am a desert cloud’s long shadow crawling There’s poison in the fount from which blessings flow And a reaper at the rose-tinted garden door On the rise Towards the light All my life It’s felt like almost timeYou might also like |