Point de suture
de gentle giants
Touching the last of what is past
Moving silent water fell the first
that comes.
Slow and winding, flowing free
Peaceful music in its sound of distant
drums.
Trust the shallow virgin stream
Danger wild, beware the deeper it
becomes.
Moving highway, twisting byway
Can't turn back.
Sining in the summer rain
Rain that's caught in its flow.
Spreading, shining, silver lining
Gold on black.
Echoes moods of the moon and sun
Sun that shines from below.
Makes a soft and easy way
Left to choose its path will always be
a friend.
Touch the last of what has past.
Never idle river drifting to the end.
Más canciones de gentle giants
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glowfish
glowfish
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station
station
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low tide
low tide
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atmosphere
atmosphere
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gloam
gloam
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love
love
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vending machines
vending machines
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at six o'clock
at six o'clock
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slumber
slumber
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off in a distance
off in a distance
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on the other side
on the other side
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liquid
liquid
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imagine
imagine
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stars stars stars
stars stars stars
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lost & found
lost & found
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layla
layla
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going home
going home
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pallet
pallet
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point
point
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love, forever
love, forever