Raphael

Deep inside my heart and its splintered at its core
Molden curdle of milken puddle
Dreams of warm breasts settling in my mouth
To be my spouse make a bale and a house
Apple tree, drunken brawl domestically
Dirty dog dusty pawed bloody nose roses embroidered sheets
Dangle like women in the breeze on a line above the yard
In my heart a flower dies slow like a campfire covered
In piss mellows like snow fall
Mellows like snow fall

Raphael you know just how
To take me in the swimming pool
Like a child being baptized
Beneath the starry sky we lie
Drowning in your watery thighs
Luscious eyed you a teenage player
In my heard an island sinks slow
Tears fall in the kitchen sink O
Don't speak I can hear you
Don't speak I can hear you


Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Earnest; Intimate; Refined; Reflective; Poignant; Gentle; Wistful; Restrained; Dreamy; Light; Calm/Peaceful; Sparkling; Hypnotic; Ambitious; Sweet; Delicate; Ethereal; Trippy; Atmospheric; Springlike
Thema: In Love; Introspection; Sunday Afternoon; Rainy Day; Stay in Bed; Sweet Dreams; New Love; The Creative Side; Background Music; Housework; Spring
Stijl: Alternative/Indie Rock; Indie Electronic; Indie Rock; Trip-Hop; Dream Pop; Post-Rock