The Things Themselves (feat. Mary Lattimore & SASAMI)

Roll out from the softness of your slumber The sand is hot like a shooting star The January snow is closer than you know It's only A smile from the face and wave of the hands That you've been counting on Disguise that color that's born From the yellow sun A cold affair that white fell from The winter storm And we'll be holding lies and meanings above The things themselves Don't tell me that the days move slowly Can't I lay these??? fell through the floor The mellow of the day And the month of May Are sisters They can trade their place Making time and pay?, unheated Disguise that color that's born From the yellow sun A cold affair that white fell from The winter storm And you'll be holding work and meanings above The things themselves