Chapel Club
Surfacing
Strange the god of your name is (?) in twoShells and silvery scales and torrents of blueOne more pilot fish come to swim with the sharkDreams of bloodiest extremes picks me from their mouth.Stars shining bright above youNight breezes seem to whisper "I love you"Bodies swinging in the sycamore treeDream a little dream of me.Cold your blood is your soul but blood is the lieSoul, the hand that you hold before you arriveYou're perfect, you're worth it your friends saidI guess that it's trueYou mean itI've seen itThe poets got nothing on youStars shining bright above youNight breezes seem to whisper "I love you"Bodies swinging in the sycamore treeDream a little dream of me.Stars shining bright above youNight breezes seem to whisper "I love you"Bodies swinging in the sycamore treeSongtexteDream a little dream of me.Dream a little dreamDream a little dreamDream a little dream of me.Dream a little dreamDream a little dreamDream a little dream of me.
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