with your blackened anchors And you might end up a floating junk pile But you can always scramble to salvage a smile You can always scramble to salvage a smile
glass from your hanging lanterns Break the sea with your blackened anchors And you might end up a floating junk pile But you can always scramble to salvage a smile
Tulkojums: Veirs, Laura. Atlikusī Smile.
the glass from your hanging lanterns Break the sea with your blackened anchors And you might end up a floating junk pile But you can always scramble to salvage a smile