Sweep
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[Instrumental] [Verse 1: MC Jabber] The floor you walk on is smooth, there is no ground there Magic begins with blood, outside, there are trees With concrete under their roots, but I have passed the tombs of kings Regaled them with pacing, checked bins for food and wrappings I have scoured the seas for miles, cloaked my face with ash My fingertips opening, accepting my time [Chorus: MC Jabber, Kirstine Teglbjærg] (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) For me, I'm your sorrow Calling in your dreams (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) For me, I'm your shadow Howling in the streets [Verse 2: MC Jabber] Water chimes in the space between rocks Speakers discharge and laughter is in the air Glass divides us, empty bottles Mark the steady sweep of day Tomorrow, I will walk the streets And steel myself for the familiar Your eyes will not settle, a hunger You'd be happier in your grave When we meet, share stories, you stretch me I see— I see a semi-circle of teeth [Chorus: MC Jabber, Kirstine Teglbjærg] (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) For me, I'm your sorrow Calling in your dreams (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) For me, I'm your shadow Howling in the streets [Instrumental Break] [Chorus: MC Jabber, Kirstine Teglbjærg] For me, I'm your sorrow Calling in your dreams (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) For me, I'm your shadow (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) Howling in the streets (The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes) [Instrumental]
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Credits
- Writers
- Tobias Wilner
- Bo Rande
- Kirstine Stubbe Teglbjærg
- Scott Martingell