Desperate Journalist - Murmuration Lyrics

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Murmuration

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What Are The Lyrics For Murmuration By Desperate Journalist?
I think of you driving
Railside, dusk Periphery is shining Violet, rust I dream of you frozen Reservoir gloom Hundred bird calls floating Factories boom And I will show you the dead of night Bracken, moss Chiaroscuro bus stop You are lost I can hear you breathing And I will show you I want to take you like trains pass through stations Your breath in mine in great isolation I want to take you like trains pass through stations My blood is surging in a great murmuration I see you walking Woodland, dawn Tiny rustles talking Steam trail gone I dream you are treading Water, black In a void and heading Time lapse cracked And I will show you the dead of night Rabbit in lights Cats' eyes, scarlet Vertigo delight I can hear you breathing And I will show you I want to take you like trains pass through stations Your breath in mine in great isolation I want to take you like trains pass through stations My blood is surging in a great murmuration I want to take you like trains pass through stations A violent moment, a transfiguration I want to know you, I glow, radiation My blood is surging in a great murmuration |
Who Wrote Murmuration By Desperate Journalist?
Caroline Helbert, Jo Bevan, Rob Hardy, Simon Drowner
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What's The Duration Of The Murmuration By Desperate Journalist?The duration of Murmuration is 4:55 minutes and seconds. |
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