No Leaves left
Album: Dreaming on the agency's hammock
By: Guy Glick
By: Guy Glick
Duration
4:02
Genres
Description
"Dreaming on the agency's hammock" is an architecture album - Fresh and original music ganre wich talks about different environments and motions in the big city. All rights reserved - Guy Glick.
Lyrics
Here's the tree, same old small of books of history where we were alone, just you and me, Falling down to sleep so easily Why are you looking at me like im so dangerous, have I left you beyond my adventures? Here are the wines we were drinking on our freezing nights, Then we looked up for the mighty stars, and we catched some flowers for our hearts.. Why are you looking at me like im a stranger? My last hope for the end of december.. As my hoe was burying a crime, It took me burn some time.. When im looking here around, There're no leaves laft on the ground. Tool by tool, turquoise lake was turning into a pool, Seeing walls that are closing as I nap, Fallind down like falling on a trap, Hope you will come back. As my hoe was burying a crime, It took me burn some time.. When im looking here around, There're no leaves laft on the ground Working hours in the sun, It took me burn some time.. And it's calling me so loud, There're no leaves laft on my yard!
