Текст песни Curls - Bibio

To see within is to feel without a light
Who′d have thought that we'd break the things we like?
To find a stone just to bounce across the pond
Is the path it makes, that′s a clue to other songs

Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life

To live without is to live under a spell
Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell?
To find a bone and to float it down the stream
It′s the path it takes that′s a clue to many greens

Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
Records the air like a memory of night

Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights
Records the air like a memory of night