Palimend letra

Oh dusk intended silences & corners pulling yellow
With valleys for their styluses & graphics for her fellow
Our Sunday morning starknesses sang false endearing senses
A frame of preening darknesses made mortar for their fences

It is not over, you just don't know what you have done

When we�re nervous for all our sins in grainy wilted blessing
Deserved of whistling cardinal winds while gravity's redressing
Oh smokepure strain of meeknesses & deathly-bound allying
Too many little sweetnesses, so much life in denying

I always wanted you to know I never wanted you to go
Your savior dies in empire glow but never tries to let it show

Benoît Pioulard - Letras

• A Coin On The Tongue
• A Woolgathering Exodus
• Ahn
• Ailleurs
• Ash into the sky
• Brown Bess
• Corpus chant
• Ext. Leslie Park
• Flouresce
• Golden Grin
• Hesperus
• Hirondelle
• Idyll
• Lasted
• Loupe
• Modèle D'éclat
• Needle & thread
• Palimend
• Physic
• Ragged Tint
• Sault
• Shouting Distance
• Sous la plage
• Tack & Tower
• The Loom Pedal
• Tie
• Triggering Back