A Maker of My Time
The Paper Kites"A Maker of My Time" ist ein Song von The Paper Kites, 2013, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:03, 24 lines / 158 words.
Songtext
0:18Held up here it's a silent fear
0:22And this space don't take my mind
0:26A cloudy wake it's a young mistake
0:30That I'm clothed in
0:36I can't see when I filled with sleep
0:40It's a golden dream of mine
0:44But when I rise with my morning eyes
0:49It's all spoken
0:53Wait don't drown it in the waterhole
1:02Taste the feeling of a fever soul
1:11All in all I need to get me through
1:34I still stir such a war of words
1:38I'm a maker of my time
1:43A feeble man with a broken plan
1:47Oh I'm loathing
1:52Make my bed on the great unsaid
1:56And my meekness sends me low
2:01I stood fair but you still weren't there
2:05So you've chosen
2:10Wait don't drown it in the waterhole
2:19Taste the feeling of a fever soul
2:28All in all I need to get me through
2:55Wait don't drown it in the waterhole
3:03Taste the feeling of a fever soul
Held up here it's a silent fear And this space don't take my mind A cloudy wake it's a young mistake That I'm clothed in I can't see when I filled with sleep It's a golden dream of mine But when I rise with my morning eyes It's all spoken Wait don't drown it in the waterhole Taste the feeling of a fever soul All in all I need to get me through I still stir such a war of words I'm a maker of my time A feeble man with a broken plan Oh I'm loathing Make my bed on the great unsaid And my meekness sends me low I stood fair but you still weren't there So you've chosen Wait don't drown it in the waterhole Taste the feeling of a fever soul All in all I need to get me through Wait don't drown it in the waterhole Taste the feeling of a fever soul
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