I want a joy that never dies.
But here, buried deep in snow, I still sit.
Teaching myself to look at you with both eyes, and nothing else.
So when I come home,
My seesaw state of mind won't forever be picked apart.
You'll whisper: Buried love is the best love.
Cloud Rat - March Lyrics
Cloud Rat - March Lyrics
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I want a joy that never dies.
But here, buried deep in snow, I still sit.
Teaching myself to look at you with both eyes, and nothing else.
So when I come home,
My seesaw state of mind won't forever be picked apart.
You'll whisper: Buried love is the best love.
But here, buried deep in snow, I still sit.
Teaching myself to look at you with both eyes, and nothing else.
So when I come home,
My seesaw state of mind won't forever be picked apart.
You'll whisper: Buried love is the best love.
Writer: Rorik Abram Brooks
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC