Tim Bowness

Blackrock, 2000
evening by the Irish Sea,calculating you and me -the ever-changing certainties,that come and disappear.you touch your hair and slowly breathe,you think aloud and something leaves:the weight of all the worn-out years;accumulated fears.you reach and take a hold of me,to cancel out the icy breeze.the way it always seems to be,the future never clear.making plans with other people,finding other things to do -I don't love you any less than I used to.I don't love you any less. Aus Songtexte Mania