Тексты песен M83

Kiss on the mouth, bliss of a touch Hand in a hand, killing the fiend I'll write my love on more than a thousand weeping willows A walk on your voice So far, so close A whispering child so cold, so mi

They say I made the moon Everything was in the dark No memories at all Just a tiny freezing wind in my back As I was sitting there Singing a song they had never heard before Suddenly, a voice told me