In quiet nights
I've woven up
From webs of
Wild
Twisted up vines
I lay myself down
So slowly
And
Oh how I've grown
Can see the beauty
Reflected up off eyeless stairs of...
Quiet, Oh
Quiet now
How can you expect to move
If you don't get those feet up?
Quiet, Oh
Quiet Down
To feel, to grow, to learn, to love
Even a former self
Get those feet up
No get those feet up
From loud lights
They closed up fontanelles
To quiet sounds
That teach us how to tell so well
The movements of satellites over town
In hurried lines they tell us she's coming
Tell us she's here right now
Quiet, oh
Quiet now
How could you expect to move
If you don't get those feet up?
Then off with what
I've known from myself
Embracing times of tears
To know I'm real and that I've felt
Quiet, oh
Quiet now
How could you expect to move
If you don't get those feet up?
Get those feet up
Get those feet up
credits
from The Girl Of Beasts,
released August 19, 2016
Vocals, Instrumentation and Production: Gwyniver Rhy Norton
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