Emiliana Torrini - Fingertips
Before I can open my
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Perpetual emotion sadder
place by me Everything's
breathing my air in all of tree
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
This comical wisdom
Creeps into my brain
Away of my nerve
And also free of pain
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
Electrical current
Hallowed be the name
Live my emotions
And vanish all my shame
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground
Before I can open my
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Perpetual emotion sadder
place by me Everything's
breathing my air in all of tree
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
This comical wisdom
Creeps into my brain
Away of my nerve
And also free of pain
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
Electrical current
Hallowed be the name
Live my emotions
And vanish all my shame
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground
Before I can open my
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round
Before I can open my
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Perpetual emotion sadder
place by me Everything's
breathing my air in all of tree
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
This comical wisdom
Creeps into my brain
Away of my nerve
And also free of pain
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
Electrical current
Hallowed be the name
Live my emotions
And vanish all my shame
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground
Before I can open my
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Perpetual emotion sadder
place by me Everything's
breathing my air in all of tree
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
This comical wisdom
Creeps into my brain
Away of my nerve
And also free of pain
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
Electrical current
Hallowed be the name
Live my emotions
And vanish all my shame
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground
Before I can open my
all to eager eyes
Everything changes from
the oceans to the skies
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round
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