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Consonants Lyrics by Hot Club De Paris
Consonants by Hot Club De Paris
One million ways to hold onto silhouttes. Ignored by tattered lips, broken calls.
It's like you've run out on yourself.
Split between death, good fortune and a staggering breath.
A broken key for a faulty lock.
A fevered pray for a dying flock.
Like consonants without vowels.
Jagged tongue wag, incessant stones passed- other hours merely forgotten.
It is with a dream and a heart that we proceed.
Not a thought to leave not another lifetime we need.
And though we may look behind; this visions seductive glance, we will pick up our pride and loosen our impenetrable stance.