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featherflute - depressive age lyrics

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kilja is my bird, she cannot sing
chemistry has boiled her strings
she said: “built your hut on my wing”

kilja is the bird who ‘catch my fall
from a bridge with suicide toll
now i try to wake her bride call

quiet waves my window sill
real is the miracle
and the virgin l-st of my new born trust
can excite us like a double moon in love

kilja writes a poem line in the sand
’bout a norwegian fjord sh-r- bend
where a filter breaks the sunstand
secrets in your ever changing suit
makes my voice to your subst-tute
’cause i know kilja means the “featherflute”

quiet waves my window sill
real is the miracle
and the virgin l-st of my new born trust
can excite us delight us like a cannon of the winds

quiet waves my window sill
real is the miracle
and the virgin l-st of my new born trust
can excite us and delight us
sometimes i wish to fall your cure,
then it’s jealousy what rules
’cause your bride call
would pull a charming bird into your urge

- depressive age lyrics

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