Katrina Ford - Staring at the Sun Lyrics
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Staring at the Sun
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What Are The Lyrics For Staring at the Sun By Katrina Ford?
Cross the street from your storefront cemetery.
Hear me hailing from inside and realize I am the conscience clear In pain or ecstacy And we're all weaned my dear Upon the same fatigue We're staring at the sun Oh my own voice Cannot save me now Standing in the sea It's just One more breath And then I'll go down Your mouth is open wide The lover is inside And the tumult's done Collided with the sign You're staring at the sun You're standing in the sea Your body's over me Note the trees because the Dirt is temporary More to mine than fact, face, Name, and monetary Beat the skins and let the Loose lips kiss you clean Quietly pour out like light Like light, like answering (chorus comes over this part) the sun You're staring at the sun You're standing in the sea Your mouth is open wide You're trying hard to breath The water's at your neck There's lightning in your teeth Your body's over me Be what you will And then throw down your life Oh it's a damned fine game And we can play all night You're staring at the sun You're standing in the sea Your mouth is open wide You're trying hard to breath The water's at your neck There's lightning in your teeth Your body's over me You're staring at the sun You're standing in the sea You're staring at the sun You're standing in the sea |
Who Wrote Staring at the Sun By Katrina Ford?
Babatunde Omoroga Adebimpe, David Andrew Sitek
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What's The Duration Of The Staring at the Sun By Katrina Ford?The duration of Staring at the Sun is 4:01 minutes and seconds. |
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