Bracelets Of Fingers by Ulver
Love, love, love...
These are a few of the things I find joy
Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy
Fly to the moon and I'll get there quite soon
If I wait awhile
Cradled in branches that stretched out their arms
I must wait awhile
Bending my mind as I pick up the flowers in May
Hearing the laughter that turns into tears every day
Fly to the moon on the curve of a spoon
I turn upside-down
Tumbling through leaves as I scatter the seeds
On an eiderdown
(Love, love, love...)
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