We're in it together, enchanted feathers, falling to the ground.
White striped sweaters, wonder wether I've caused the sound.
Bells ring.
Rising pitch.
Closing in...
Closing in on us.
There is a butterfly between the rocks in your hands,
it's grinded to dust by forces you don't understand.
I wouldn't be sane if I didn't cry sometimes,
at ease as the storm abates,
it's the nature of love.
I wouldn't be sane if I didn't cry sometimes,
at ease as the storm abates,
it's the nature of love.
There is a butterfly between the rocks in your hands,
it's grinded to dust by forces you don't understand.
I wouldn't be sane if I didn't cry sometimes,
at ease as the storm abates,
it's the nature of love.
Aaah, it's the nature of love.
Aaah, it's the nature of love.
Aaah.
White striped sweaters, wonder wether I've caused the sound.
Rising pitch.
Closing in...
Closing in on us.
it's grinded to dust by forces you don't understand.
at ease as the storm abates,
it's the nature of love.
at ease as the storm abates,
it's the nature of love.
it's grinded to dust by forces you don't understand.
at ease as the storm abates,
it's the nature of love.
Aaah, it's the nature of love.
Aaah.
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