Holocene کے بول

Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me You're laying waste to halloween You fucked it friend, it's on it's head, it struck the street You're in milwaukee, off your feet And at once I knew I was not magnificent Strayed above the highway aisle (Jagged vacance, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles 3Rd and lake it burnt away, the hallway Was where we learned to celebrate Automatic bought the years you'd talk for me That night you played me ʻlip paradeʼ Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree Saying nothing, that's enough for me And at once I knew I was not magnificent Hulled far from the highway aisle (Jagged, vacance, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles Christmas night, it clutched the light, the hallow bright Above my brother, I and tangled spines We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be Now to know it in my memory And at once I knew I was not magnificent High above the highway aisle (Jagged vacance, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles