Darling can you hear me can you open up your eyes
And see that every move I make is a dance just for your gaze
That every single action is a means not to an end
An opposite reaction to the diffidence we claim
So paint me, take me, hate me, claim me make me something more
Something better than the black and white that coloured me before
I want to feel your body and your hands upon my chest
To feel my emptiness
So bury me beneath the pines
In the shallow soil
In the filth and grime
And still this heart will yearn for you
So I've hatched upon a plan, a scheme of dervish wit
A pilot light to guide me through the caverns of your heart
I take this knife upon myself and gouge a shallow track
Until you love me back
So bury me beneath the pines
In the shallow soil
In the filth and grime
And still this heart will yearn for you
Dia Dos Namarados! Video (MV)
Performed By: Broken Records
Length: 3:32
Written by: ANDREW KEENEY, ARNE KOLB, DAVID FOTHERGILL, DAVID SMITH, IAN TURNBELL, JAMIE SUTHERLAND, RORY SUTHERLAND, DAVID MITCHELL SMITH
Broken Records - Dia Dos Namarados! Lyrics
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Darling can you hear me can you open up your eyes
And see that every move I make is a dance just for your gaze
That every single action is a means not to an end
An opposite reaction to the diffidence we claim
So paint me, take me, hate me, claim me make me something more
Something better than the black and white that coloured me before
I want to feel your body and your hands upon my chest
To feel my emptiness
So bury me beneath the pines
In the shallow soil
In the filth and grime
And still this heart will yearn for you
So I've hatched upon a plan, a scheme of dervish wit
A pilot light to guide me through the caverns of your heart
I take this knife upon myself and gouge a shallow track
Until you love me back
So bury me beneath the pines
In the shallow soil
In the filth and grime
And still this heart will yearn for you
And see that every move I make is a dance just for your gaze
That every single action is a means not to an end
An opposite reaction to the diffidence we claim
So paint me, take me, hate me, claim me make me something more
Something better than the black and white that coloured me before
I want to feel your body and your hands upon my chest
To feel my emptiness
So bury me beneath the pines
In the shallow soil
In the filth and grime
And still this heart will yearn for you
So I've hatched upon a plan, a scheme of dervish wit
A pilot light to guide me through the caverns of your heart
I take this knife upon myself and gouge a shallow track
Until you love me back
So bury me beneath the pines
In the shallow soil
In the filth and grime
And still this heart will yearn for you
Writer: ANDREW KEENEY, ARNE KOLB, DAVID FOTHERGILL, DAVID SMITH, IAN TURNBELL, JAMIE SUTHERLAND, RORY SUTHERLAND, DAVID MITCHELL SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network