Still Water Rising
par PassepartoutFR
R&B
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par PassepartoutFR
R&B
Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
Ouvrir sur Anthem · Page de l'artiste · Album : Morning Service
The kettle hums a low and silver tone
While rain distinct against the glass is drawn
A single wick burns low inside the tin
The shadows stretch across the kitchen din
The clock ticks slow with wooden patience kept
The steam curls up a narrow path and swept
No wind above, no thunder starts to break
Just heat rising where no one breaks the lake
It climbs the wall, it touches on the ceiling
A warm river that never needs a feeling
We stand below while it wraps us round
A golden breath in any quiet sound
It covers all the corners where we stand
A gentle tide that flows through this land
The water boils but makes no sudden crash
The fog binds the window in a warm embrace
There is no shouting, there is no command
Just a rising tide that holds the hand
The cup fills high, the saucer stays still
The air grows thick and the world grows still
It climbs the wall, it touches on the ceiling
A warm river that never needs a feeling
We stand below while it wraps us round
A golden breath in any quiet sound
It covers all the corners where we stand
A gentle tide that flows through this land
The first light hits the puddle on the floor
The heat has claimed the room again once more
The silence swells like honey in the jar
The fire fades but the warmth does not scar
The tea is black, the cup is white and clean
The calm has risen up and is finally seen
It climbs the wall, it touches on the ceiling
A warm river that never needs a feeling
We stand below while it wraps us round
A golden breath in any quiet sound
It covers all the corners where we stand
A gentle tide that flows through this land
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