Benoit Pioulard - Hirondelle lyrics

rate me

Like how when you hear us on the airwaves

You can`t help but picture a voice in our mouths

And your oral muscles feel the syllables sympathetically

Like how the copper will turn green

Showing time in a chromatic array

In passing cos the spectrum`s lost its sheen

I hope I can age that gracefully<br />

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Thanks to razvan