Woorden: May I Refuse. Weather Reports. Lighthouse.

Your soft cry on my shoulder
your tears kisses my neck
and every step threaten the silence

and every step threaten the silence with a knife
a black ship floats in the morning
it seems to say "Hello"

the lighthouse paints perfect circles of electricity
it' s an endless dance of golden birds
this air will fill my heart

the black ship floats in the morning
and the sea is like a kind lullaby

the lighthouse paints perfect circles of electricity
it' s an endless dance of golden birds
this air will fill my heart

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(Thanks to paul for these lyrics)