Pond, Halo Maud - Song For Agnes lyrics
POND [Perth, Australia]
[Pond, Halo Maud - Song For Agnes lyrics]
Frail as people and innocent as lines
Between the islands rocking me to white
Beethoven is really about something
I go to sleep when it gets dark
I get up with the
Morning light like a chicken
Let's go to lunch
Nothing but blue skies from now on, baby
Nothing but blue skies
Nothing but blue skies from now on
Nothing but blue skies
Frail as people and innocent as lines
Between the islands rocking me to white
Traces a net cradle hung from a steeple
Counting every time her fingеrs
Brush the grass behind closed еyes
Where the little snowflakes dance
Her silken hair and the rocking chair
Nothing but blue skies from now on, baby
Nothing but blue skies, I swear
Nothing but blue skies from now on, baby
Nothing but blue skies
Frail as people and innocent as lines
Between the islands rocking me to white
Beethoven is really about something
Now a seething lunatic and finally
Can't think at all
I've jumped the ship, I've kissed goodbye
My vacant skull and my glassy eye
Nothing but blue skies
Happiness is being on the beam with life
Nothing but blue skies
Catching joy like a butterfly (Lines, lines)
Innocent as lines (Lines, lines)
Lines (Lines, lines) lines (Lines, lines)
Oh, lines (Lines, lines, Lines, lines)
Between the islands rocking me to white
Beethoven is really about something
I go to sleep when it gets dark
I get up with the
Morning light like a chicken
Let's go to lunch
Nothing but blue skies from now on, baby
Nothing but blue skies
Nothing but blue skies from now on
Nothing but blue skies
Frail as people and innocent as lines
Between the islands rocking me to white
Traces a net cradle hung from a steeple
Counting every time her fingеrs
Brush the grass behind closed еyes
Where the little snowflakes dance
Her silken hair and the rocking chair
Nothing but blue skies from now on, baby
Nothing but blue skies, I swear
Nothing but blue skies from now on, baby
Nothing but blue skies
Frail as people and innocent as lines
Between the islands rocking me to white
Beethoven is really about something
Now a seething lunatic and finally
Can't think at all
I've jumped the ship, I've kissed goodbye
My vacant skull and my glassy eye
Nothing but blue skies
Happiness is being on the beam with life
Nothing but blue skies
Catching joy like a butterfly (Lines, lines)
Innocent as lines (Lines, lines)
Lines (Lines, lines) lines (Lines, lines)
Oh, lines (Lines, lines, Lines, lines)