Aldous Harding - The Barrel Lyrics
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The Barrel
The Barrel Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Barrel By Aldous Harding?
I feel your love
I feel time is up When I was a child I never knew enough what that would do to me The wave of love is a transient hut The waters the shell and we are the nut But I saw a hand arch out go the barrel Look at all the peaches How do you celebrate I can't appearance out of nowhere It's already dead I know you have dove I'm not getting wet Looks like a date is set Show the ferret to the egg I'm not getting led along I rushed in to hold down your page And now I sleep beside words you do not read with me And I hear a song from inside the maze The very one you made You shook at the ivory mantel As a poet I knew to be gentle When you have child so begins the braiding And in that braid you stay Look at all the peaches I want to celebrate I can't appearance out of nowhere Look at all the peaches It's already dead I know you have dove I'm not getting wet Looks like a date is set Show the ferret to the egg I'm not getting led along The wave of love is a transient hut The waters the shell and we are the nut But I saw a match struck outside the barrel It's already dead I know you have dove I'm not getting wet Looks like a date is set Show the ferret to the egg I'm not getting led along |
Who Wrote The Barrel By Aldous Harding?
Hannah Harding
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What's The Duration Of The The Barrel By Aldous Harding?The duration of The Barrel is 4:59 minutes and seconds. |
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