Кутията за всичко

Нещо тази песен ми е влезнала здраво под кожата, тананикам я като пощуряла вече два дни. Значи и тук ще се появи. Даже май във вторника ще се напъвам нея да пея… Ще видим.

Elevation

High, higher than the sun
You shoot me from a gun
I need you to elevate me here,
At the corner of your lips
As the orbit of your hips
Eclipse, you elevate my soul

I’ve lost all self-control
Been living like a mole
Now going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
So high, elevation

A star lit up like a cigar
Strung out like a guitar
Maybe you could educate my mind
Explain all these controls
I can’t sing but I’ve got soul
The goal is elevation

A mole, living in a hole
Digging up my soul
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
So high, elevation

Love, lift me up out of these blues
Won’t you tell me something true
I believe in you

A mole, living in a hole
Digging up my soul
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
So high, elevation

Elevation…
Elevation…
Elevation…
Elevation…
Elevation…
Elevation…