作曲 : liana flores The street beneath my feet is paved with rows of gold Or so I'm told
The sky before my eyes is never colour grey Or so they say
I guess I've known the truth since I was pretty young That I never knew my mother's mother tongue I'll fake all of my words till they point out to me The crowds of purple orchid flowers I can't see
I'll play along with borrowed chords until they shine They're still not mine I'll breathe all of these postcards in until they land Still second-hand
She gave me half my bones and made me one my lungs But the same cold air is filling both of them Meanwhile a crocodile points out whats left behind The filed of yellow daffodils you tried But couldn't find
I've known since I was pretty young I Never knew my mother's mother tongue
I'm putting on a smile made out of plasticine And looking clean
作曲 : liana flores The street beneath my feet is paved with rows of gold Or so I'm told
The sky before my eyes is never colour grey Or so they say
I guess I've known the truth since I was pretty young That I never knew my mother's mother tongue I'll fake all of my words till they point out to me The crowds of purple orchid flowers I can't see
I'll play along with borrowed chords until they shine They're still not mine I'll breathe all of these postcards in until they land Still second-hand
She gave me half my bones and made me one my lungs But the same cold air is filling both of them Meanwhile a crocodile points out whats left behind The filed of yellow daffodils you tried But couldn't find
I've known since I was pretty young I Never knew my mother's mother tongue
I'm putting on a smile made out of plasticine And looking clean
