Today

Today get your cinnamon and play Today get your cinnamon and play for the beauty Of our land and for the secrets, for the moments That we use to share Leather, covers, broken glasses, playing music and the Rain, airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust. Spinning around, swimming, jumping In a world of sounds. you are always in my favourite dreams, Lovely tender and proud You may be. Running around searching, looking for something To find while I'm still here waiting for you, Do you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love? Today there is nothing left to say Today there is nothing left to say We all know that Just a word can break as into pieces So as we cannot forget Leather, covers, broken glasses, playing music and the Rain, airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust. Spinning around, swimming, jumping In a world of sounds.you are always in my favourite dreams, Lovely tender and proud You may be. Running around searching, looking for something To find while I'm still here waiting for you, Do you see me at all my sweet love? Black and white photographs, dirty clothes, two guitars Dirty clothes, two guitars. Spinning around, swimming, jumping In a world of sounds.you are always in my favourite Dreams, lovely tender and proud You may be. Running around searching, looking for something to find While I'm still here waiting for you. Do you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love?