From the recording Circles
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Lyrics
I must wait another day
So the shadows don’t wash over me
Then maybe I’ll be
The oldest
The honored guest
If we make
Make day into night
We’ll find ourselves in the stars even faster
We residing
Out deep in the dark
Will be a beautiful disaster
We will be a beautiful disaster
We can all be a beautiful disaster
Dust flees from a rhythmic tacón
Tiny planets suspended
Floating in a light sea
Take a deep breath, an armistice
Her wrist slowly turns
In a delicate flores it promises
If we make
Make day into night
We’ll find ourselves in the stars even faster
We residing
Out deep in the dark
Will be a beautiful disaster
We will be a beautiful disaster
We can all be a beautiful disaster
A trillion terrene bend their voices and their wills
To the promises the bailora lend
A trillion terrene bend their voices and their wills
To the promises the bailora lend
Goddess’ promises, forgotten
Goddess’ promises, forgotten
A trillion terrene bend their voices and their wills
To the promises the bailora lend
A trillion terrene bend their voices and their wills
To the promises the bailora lend