Perennial (Live)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:39 duration
๐ ID: 933859
๐ Lyrics
This autumn feels like funeral to me
The longest song of grief
And not for what has passed
But for what shall last
Come on Melbourne, let me see you move
Exhausted nature is so tragic and suicidal
Oh, how spectacular she is when she kills herself
Death throes are slowly crawling to her toes
As the last leaf is falling off her head
I'm here with her undressed
With a few petals on my breasts
We shared opiates and let the landscapes do the same
I love your warmth but yet prefer to sleep in cold alone
We fixed our eyes up to the sky
To see a flight send us farewell
Goodbye
May we see each other next time
So please
Come back to celebrate this festival of life
Then as now fly
Today you reached the point of no return
Now cry and then die
Tomorrow I will meet you with your cells restored
Annual tradition of mass destruction
In the name of total reconstruction
My biggest source of confusion
The reason of decay and disillusion
Under permanent ice, we found breathless paradise
No, we're not dead
No, you're not dead
Just enjoying coma
From the ashes of my roots
The new me will rise to live again
This is poetry of youth
This is poetry of me and you
From the ashes of my roots
The new me will rise to live again
This is poetry of youth
This is poetry of me and you
We survived, well, we in Ukraine survived this winter
Yay, hooray
Drum solo!
The longest song of grief
And not for what has passed
But for what shall last
Come on Melbourne, let me see you move
Exhausted nature is so tragic and suicidal
Oh, how spectacular she is when she kills herself
Death throes are slowly crawling to her toes
As the last leaf is falling off her head
I'm here with her undressed
With a few petals on my breasts
We shared opiates and let the landscapes do the same
I love your warmth but yet prefer to sleep in cold alone
We fixed our eyes up to the sky
To see a flight send us farewell
Goodbye
May we see each other next time
So please
Come back to celebrate this festival of life
Then as now fly
Today you reached the point of no return
Now cry and then die
Tomorrow I will meet you with your cells restored
Annual tradition of mass destruction
In the name of total reconstruction
My biggest source of confusion
The reason of decay and disillusion
Under permanent ice, we found breathless paradise
No, we're not dead
No, you're not dead
Just enjoying coma
From the ashes of my roots
The new me will rise to live again
This is poetry of youth
This is poetry of me and you
From the ashes of my roots
The new me will rise to live again
This is poetry of youth
This is poetry of me and you
We survived, well, we in Ukraine survived this winter
Yay, hooray
Drum solo!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.70] This autumn feels like funeral to me
[00:14.07] The longest song of grief
[00:18.70] And not for what has passed
[00:23.13] But for what shall last
[00:30.62] Come on Melbourne, let me see you move
[00:33.72]
[00:47.11] Exhausted nature is so tragic and suicidal
[00:51.78] Oh, how spectacular she is when she kills herself
[00:56.61] Death throes are slowly crawling to her toes
[01:01.25] As the last leaf is falling off her head
[01:06.46] I'm here with her undressed
[01:15.45] With a few petals on my breasts
[01:25.06] We shared opiates and let the landscapes do the same
[01:29.39] I love your warmth but yet prefer to sleep in cold alone
[01:34.02] We fixed our eyes up to the sky
[01:38.73] To see a flight send us farewell
[01:43.93] Goodbye
[01:48.59] May we see each other next time
[01:52.63] So please
[01:57.50] Come back to celebrate this festival of life
[02:01.42] Then as now fly
[02:06.64] Today you reached the point of no return
[02:11.09] Now cry and then die
[02:15.78] Tomorrow I will meet you with your cells restored
[02:23.73]
[02:39.76] Annual tradition of mass destruction
[02:49.30] In the name of total reconstruction
[02:59.13] My biggest source of confusion
[03:06.18] The reason of decay and disillusion
[03:13.17] Under permanent ice, we found breathless paradise
[03:22.16] No, we're not dead
[03:24.23] No, you're not dead
[03:26.86] Just enjoying coma
[03:45.75] From the ashes of my roots
[03:49.60] The new me will rise to live again
[03:54.87] This is poetry of youth
[03:58.97] This is poetry of me and you
[04:04.01] From the ashes of my roots
[04:07.78] The new me will rise to live again
[04:13.16] This is poetry of youth
[04:17.22] This is poetry of me and you
[04:21.20]
[04:29.44] We survived, well, we in Ukraine survived this winter
[04:34.12] Yay, hooray
[04:35.68] Drum solo!
[04:37.29]
[00:14.07] The longest song of grief
[00:18.70] And not for what has passed
[00:23.13] But for what shall last
[00:30.62] Come on Melbourne, let me see you move
[00:33.72]
[00:47.11] Exhausted nature is so tragic and suicidal
[00:51.78] Oh, how spectacular she is when she kills herself
[00:56.61] Death throes are slowly crawling to her toes
[01:01.25] As the last leaf is falling off her head
[01:06.46] I'm here with her undressed
[01:15.45] With a few petals on my breasts
[01:25.06] We shared opiates and let the landscapes do the same
[01:29.39] I love your warmth but yet prefer to sleep in cold alone
[01:34.02] We fixed our eyes up to the sky
[01:38.73] To see a flight send us farewell
[01:43.93] Goodbye
[01:48.59] May we see each other next time
[01:52.63] So please
[01:57.50] Come back to celebrate this festival of life
[02:01.42] Then as now fly
[02:06.64] Today you reached the point of no return
[02:11.09] Now cry and then die
[02:15.78] Tomorrow I will meet you with your cells restored
[02:23.73]
[02:39.76] Annual tradition of mass destruction
[02:49.30] In the name of total reconstruction
[02:59.13] My biggest source of confusion
[03:06.18] The reason of decay and disillusion
[03:13.17] Under permanent ice, we found breathless paradise
[03:22.16] No, we're not dead
[03:24.23] No, you're not dead
[03:26.86] Just enjoying coma
[03:45.75] From the ashes of my roots
[03:49.60] The new me will rise to live again
[03:54.87] This is poetry of youth
[03:58.97] This is poetry of me and you
[04:04.01] From the ashes of my roots
[04:07.78] The new me will rise to live again
[04:13.16] This is poetry of youth
[04:17.22] This is poetry of me and you
[04:21.20]
[04:29.44] We survived, well, we in Ukraine survived this winter
[04:34.12] Yay, hooray
[04:35.68] Drum solo!
[04:37.29]