12 Little Spells (thoracic spine) - Esperanza Spalding.lrc

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[00:26.064]12 little wells of golden ink
[00:33.066]Bone bottles stacked mouth to tail
[00:41.776]Arching your back into the sand cloud
[00:47.356]Our thoughts underneath her skin
[00:51.195]Arctic to equator
[00:57.912]A pair of sympathetic ridges shift
[01:01.764]You've evolved to harness
[01:07.446]These constant eruptions
[01:13.389]Through vascular pen heads
[01:17.241]Tectonic verse flows
[01:25.348]Riding again, again, again, again, again (They all can seem purple)
[01:33.616]I'm floating a lucky heart over their palm
[01:42.193]Casual ribs house an expanded mind
[01:51.366]Left and right hemispheres in balance
[01:58.393]Constant composition and eighty scribbles per minute
[02:07.440]Let us flow towards that
[02:13.284]Transfer every character that circulating function
[02:28.301]Nests flowing forward
[02:35.993]Out the snaking valve
[02:41.317](Nothing eternal)
[02:47.729]It too dipping itself in and out in intervals
[02:59.460]12 little wells of golden ink
[03:07.393]Bone bottles stacked mouth to tail
[03:15.601]Penned in its planet 'round the cracky pole
[03:22.285]The inner hall expands in gilded breaths
[03:32.727]Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
[03:40.331]Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
[03:47.342]Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
[03:55.238]Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
[04:02.648]Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
[04:10.909]Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
[04:18.264]Compelled to give yourself the moment you are for
[04:25.813]Compelled to give yourself the moment you are held
[04:33.666]Compelled to give yourself the moment you are for
[04:41.339]Compelled to give yourself the moment you are held
文本歌词
12 little wells of golden ink
Bone bottles stacked mouth to tail
Arching your back into the sand cloud
Our thoughts underneath her skin
Arctic to equator
A pair of sympathetic ridges shift
You've evolved to harness
These constant eruptions
Through vascular pen heads
Tectonic verse flows
Riding again, again, again, again, again (They all can seem purple)
I'm floating a lucky heart over their palm
Casual ribs house an expanded mind
Left and right hemispheres in balance
Constant composition and eighty scribbles per minute
Let us flow towards that
Transfer every character that circulating function
Nests flowing forward
Out the snaking valve
(Nothing eternal)
It too dipping itself in and out in intervals
12 little wells of golden ink
Bone bottles stacked mouth to tail
Penned in its planet 'round the cracky pole
The inner hall expands in gilded breaths
Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
Compelled to give itself the moment it is for
Compelled to give yourself the moment you are for
Compelled to give yourself the moment you are held
Compelled to give yourself the moment you are for
Compelled to give yourself the moment you are held