Текст песни Music For Our Lounge - IVVS

I know you question the wind
The things you want to ask me, kindly
I'm aware of the easiness of communication with a cup in hand
But also a candle to light up and not go into it blindly

I offer you pain
But I offer you, also
A bigger batch of love
A bigger batch of love

We'll critique coffee in the mornings
I think this one might be Cuban
And solve the curtains, let the daylight in
With a golden air off a Reubens'
And if we'll die, we'll die together
'Cause what the fuck is love for?
We'll live in the ceramic and our grandkids laughing
That'll be music coming to us from the lounge door

That'll be music coming to us
That'll be music coming to us
That'll be music coming to us
That'll be music
From the lounge door

Right now this place is empty
I'm isolated like an orchid they keep half-dead
I'm in the marble-top table, can't contain my pen
I'm making a joke out of my bloodshed

But I offer you pain
And I offer you, also
A bigger batch of love
A bigger batch of love

We'll critique coffee in the mornings
I think this one might be Cuban
And solve the curtains, let the daylight in
With a golden air off a Reubens'
And if we'll die, we'll die together
'Cause what the fuck is love for?
We'll live in the ceramic and our grandkids laughing
That'll be music coming to us from the lounge door

That'll be music coming to us
That'll be music coming to us
That'll be music coming to us
That'll be music
From the lounge door