Infiltration Lyrics

A sweet disorder in the dress

Kindless in clothes a wantonness

A lawn about the shoulders thrown

Into a fine distraction

An erring lace which here and there

Enthralls the crimson stomacher

I'm crying here

Would you ever come with me

Never let me infiltrate what I call free

And not expecting pardon

Hardened in heard anew

Thunder and rain with you
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And grateful too

My reality for you

Could be quenched simply by returning

To those shores where I might hear your voice

My reality for you

Could be quenched simply by returning

To those shores where I might hear your voice

In a cantilena of blue

A sweet disorder in the dress

Kindless in clothes a wantonness

A lawn about the shoulders thrown

Into a fine distraction