Songtext von Morse Code (feat. Odile & Geoffroy)

Night loots us of our time Hints of defeat through me Yielding to one final pun And shared flashing glaze But our will stays cloaked As we take a step back Our hearts talking low A fading Morse code Quick! Says a darting bird Fierce is nature’s way Trophies bared up high Strong men do have firm grips And though I seize the high-prized advise Distracted by labor and wraiths Can’t set my mind with it Keeping me away from heap And our will stays cloaked As we take a step back Hearts talking low A fading Morse code