domingo, 21 de outubro de 2012

Taste of stolen fruits

Taste of stolen fruits - música: Miguel Fernandes / letra: João Moita


Redeeming bounds won't keep together forever
Outside the fence is where it's better / whenever
Pestilence, stolen fruits and a bit of presumption
Dripping stars, reaping hooks our souls in detention
But love depends on you

There are no presences within redeeming / lines
No hands drawn near, no thrilling fears, no gaze
No trace / reminds us of you

Inside we´ll never grow mature
Cause that’s what bell jars do
Precaution won’t make us through
Outside the fence for pestilence

Give us one more chance to grow
We would miss it
Give us one more chance to know
Who’s believing
Give us one more chance to throw
Guilt upon you
Give us one last chance to love
What is leaving

There are no presences within your heart
No hands drawn near, no thrilling fears, no gaze
No trace
Outside we’ll never know

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