Teardrop.
(Massive Attack)
Love, love is a verb.
Love is a doing word.
Feathers on my breath.
Gentle impulsion shakes me makes me lighter.
Feathers on my breath.
Teardrop on the the fire.
Feathers on my breath.
Nine nights of matter
blacks flowers blossom.
Feathers on my breath.
Teardrop on the fire of a confession.
Feathers on my breath.
Black flowers blossom.
Feathers on my breath.
Water is my eye,
most faithful mirror.
Feathers on my breath.
Teardrop on the fire of a confession.
Feathers on my breath.
Most faithful mirror.
Feathers on my breath.
Teardrop on the fire.
Feathers on my breath.
You're stumbling into all.
You're stumbling into all.
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