(Head in a) Cloche Songtext
von Altopalo

I recall a world askew
With words to chew
A breeze in the fall
Tables made from family trees
A fragrant seed
A season of lungs
Buckled nakedness
A lovely mess
A daisy breath we came for


We took all we could feel and
Never considered the deal
But it was fun and
We were numb indeed
And we were laughing about it
Watched in all drown in tequila
Who′s to say that it wasn't real life?
Pulling it up, rolling it down with the wind in our mouths
Safe in your personal corner
Picking your favorite performer
You long for all the same now how
you′re beaming now, you're beaming now

All we had was time
With the finger paint by the fireside in the rain
You're missing it, missing it all
It′s done
It′s done
All we had was time
With the finger paint by the fireside in the rain
You're missing it, missing it all
It′s done
It's done