Do Embaçado Ao Claro 1 by Leo

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Do Embaçado Ao Claro 1

Leo

Acoustic

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Lyrics
Description
Fire
This song is one of those romantic songs
Following a mind full offire
Ever so warm and warm
And when you trust in Him
He'll give you all the love you've ever needed
He'll give you all the love you've ever needed
He'll give you all the love you've ever needed
Voice intimate, low, subtle
Light of Portuguese, the street
The drop with the needle in the ear
Thread of voice, I pull it in the wet
Sudden commerce, the pulse of the bass
Breathes, breathes like a heart
And I listen to the night saying no
I'll just keep it in my hand
Finger on the strings, I draw paths in the dark
Your shadow in the kitchen, memory of a pure wine
Forgotten body, cold coffee, pages to the wind
Each breath weighs and turns into a small movement
I hold the note, pull the air and try to find the color
A guitar curve, beat on the rhythm, chest in pain
Build the bridge with a sound wire to find you
Before the window is crushed, erase the place
You're crushed, I make the stop, I clear your look
From the delay and the fear, I make the bridge to walk
Hold this light in your hand, feel the pulse in my compass
You're crushed, I make the stop, until the fear turns into a sound
Palm slapped on the electric, light engine in the background
The bass pushes hard, reminds me of the world
The streets have names that we don't forget anymore
I pull verses like who fixes the furniture of the signs
The voice goes up a step, the harmony starts to fly
When the lights flash like the rain ready to burst
I bring an open accord, you answer by looking
And the line between us starts to slowly clear
You're crushed, I make the stop, I clear your look
From the delay and the fear, I make the bridge to walk
Hold this light in your hand, feel the pulse in my compass
You're crushed, I make the stop, until the fear turns into a sound
A word that whispers, it bleeds
Like the fog that tomorrow pulls, it's the veil that stayed behind
Screams without a voice, come see what the truth can show
A train of notes takes us and doesn't let us fall
A train of notes takes us and doesn't let us fall
Bass with light saturation, kiss the chest and the floor
Voice in harmonies, finger on the string
Time in the palm of the hand of a fool