Today get your cinnamon and pray

Today get your cinnamon and pray for the beauty

Of our land and for the secrets, for the moments

That we use to share


Leather, covers, broken glasses, playing music and the

rain, airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust…


Spinning around, swimming, jumping

in a world of sounds… you are always in my favourite dreams,

lovely tender and proud

you may be…


Running around searching, looking for something

to find while I'm still here waiting for you,

do you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love?


Today there is nothing left to say

Today there is nothing left to say


We all know that

just a word can break as into pieces

so as we cannot forget


Leather, covers, broken glasses, playing music and the

Rain, airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust…

Spinning around, swimming, jumping

in a world of sounds…you are always in my favourite dreams,

lovely tender and proud

You may be…

Running around searching, looking for something

to find while I'm still here waiting for you,

do you see me at all my sweet love?


Black and white photographs, dirty clothes, two guitars

dirty clothes, two guitars…


Spinning around, swimming, jumping

In a world of sounds…you are always in my favourite

dreams, lovely tender and proud

You may be…

Running around searching, looking for something to find

while I'm still here waiting for you…

Do you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love? 


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