Cymbals

Erosion

Cymbals


Getting away, I’m an ocean
Try to make erosion
Happen in the day

Nothing is as good as not win
Nothing else is coming
We’ll not be the same

Oh, I know, I feel
It’s not a part of my heart
I know, I feel
I’m getting over this thing

It’s not love
It’s not love

Thought you’ve thought to something I can’t
Even see or describe
It’s the way you talk

Getting away, I’m an ocean
Like dust in motion
I could make alone

Oh, I know, I feel
It’s not a part of my heart
I know, I feel
I’m getting over this thing

I know, I feel
It’s not a part of my heart
I feel, it’s real
I’m getting over this thing

Oh, I know, I feel
It’s not a part of my heart
I know, I feel
I’m getting over this thing

I know, I feel
It’s not a part of my heart
I feel, it’s real
I’m getting over this thing