Songtexte
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
She
can
see
the
silver
sometimes
shining
on
the
sea
Reflecting
from
the
flying
fishes,
wishing
she
could
be
A
little
piece
of
sand
that's
blown
above
the
ocean's
breeze
But
all
she
has
is
thoughts
of
all
those
fingers
peeling
seeds
And
leaving
them
to
mold
among
the
women
watching
weeds
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
Semolina
(loves
the
seashell)
At
the
shore
she
(loves
the
seashell)
Semolina
Semolina
Semolina
Semolina
Semolina
Semolina
Semolina
1 Semolina
2 (excerpt) the Voice of Midnight: Instrumental
3 Title (Strange Culture)
4 Sad Saint John
5 (excerpt) Tweedles: Instrumental
6 (excerpt In the Dark)
7 Laughing Song
8 The Unseen Sister
9 (excerpt) Hades
10 Credits (Haeckel's Tale)
11 My Brother's Skin
12 The Graveyard (Haeckel's Tale)
13 Talking Light
14 Blood On the Bunny
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