Idioma Origen:
sleeping in a beetle bug
with a hundred pounds of air in my heart
don't think that i'm able to sympathize
happier to see it gone
floating above your house like a penguin
dropping cherries from my mouth
tapping (the dont want us there)??
the shadows out
of dreaming of pair of brown eyed ghosts
in each of your eyes i saw it spring
for every mouth wakes up
to a smile and a yawn
grass is long and laughs
when the wind just threw it there
it musta started with that stick in the mud
that there's were clouds are born
clouds can't stay where they are born
winds push them so far from home
the sound of your laughter
tiptoeing across the floor
makes the deepest of red
umbrellas, able to inflate my smile
in each of your eyes i saw it spring
for every mouth wakes up
to a smile and a yawn
grass is long and laughs
when the wind just threw it there
Idioma Destino:
sleeping in a beetle bug
with a hundred pounds of air in my heart
don't think that i'm able to sympathize
happier to see it gone
floating above your house like a penguin
dropping cherries from my mouth
tapping (the dont want us there)??
the shadows out
of dreaming of pair of brown eyed ghosts
in each of your eyes i saw it spring
for every mouth wakes up
to a smile and a yawn
grass is long and laughs
when the wind just threw it there
it musta started with that stick in the mud
that there's were clouds are born
clouds can't stay where they are born
winds push them so far from home
the sound of your laughter
tiptoeing across the floor
makes the deepest of red
umbrellas, able to inflate my smile
in each of your eyes i saw it spring
for every mouth wakes up
to a smile and a yawn
grass is long and laughs
when the wind just threw it there