Bibio — Curls

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To see within is to feel without a light

Who’d have thought that we’d break the things we like?

To find a stone just to bounce across the pond

Is the path it makes that’s a clue to other songs

Her hair curls in the damp of the night

The scent recalls like a photograph with life

Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night

The scent recalls like a photograph with life

To live without is to live under a spell

Who’d have thought that we’d turn our home to hell?

To find a bone and float it down the stream

It’s the path it takes that’s a clue to many greens

Her hair curls in the damp of the night

The scent recalls like a photograph with life

Her woolen coat under yellow sodium lights

Records the air like a memory of night

Her hair, it curls in the damp of the night

The scent recalls like a photograph with life

Her woolen coat under yellow sodium lights

Records the air like a memory of night