Monday, 19 September 2011

Foreground lyrics...

Take on another shaft
Palms in the middle, hands in the middle

Walk out another road,
something is muffled, another chuckle.

This is a foreground.
It is a foreground.

A cross country mass
Take directions, can't connect it.

I'm not afraid besides; ten detected,
nine interrupted

A little jelly, fine
Powdered and fallen
ocean and solid

Something about this light

Take all evening
I'll just be cleaning

This is a foreground.
It is a foreground.


(The song is not so much lyric based but more music based, the lyrics do not come in until around 0:45 seconds)

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