whee This song is just...beautiful ^^ but, you really have to hear it to know how well the voices go together...
Snow Patrol & Marth Wainright I find the map and draw a straight line,
Over rivers farms and State lines,
The distance from me to where you'd be
Is only finger lengths that I see.
I touch the place
Where I'd find your face.
My fingers in creases
Of distant dark places.
I hang my coat up in the first bar,
There is no peace that I felt so far.
The laughter penetrates my silence,
As drunken men find flaws in silence.
Their words mostly noises,
Ghost with just voices.
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me.
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground, and I
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms.
After I have travelled so far,
We'd set the fire to the third bar.
We'd share eachother like an island,
Until, exhausted, close our eyelids.
And dremaing pick up from
The last place we left off.
Your soft skin is weaping
A joy you can't keep in.
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground, and I
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms.
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground, and I
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms.
 Rebbyy · Sun Jul 02, 2006 @ 05:45pm · 0 Comments |
