Memoryhouse – Bonfire (testo)

———————————————— “It’s getting late think I’ll turn in the moon is out and it’s much to cold to swim I left your photo in this pool with all the thoughts I weave in order to recall you, you

Memoryhouse – To the lighthouse (testo)

———————————————— “It silently seeming these eggshell ribs weaving into your hands can’t sustain this breathing it weighs on my chest his lungs are filled with water from the tide from the tide and I watch them go by

Memoryhouse – Pagina di raccordo – Testi e traduzioni

———————————————— ———————————————— 1. To the lighthouse (testo) 2. Bonfire (testo) ————————————————