Lakes from Wading - EP by Francis of Delirium

I’m a lake but you’’ll own me, all these rivers make up bodies
I’m a lake but you’’ll own me, all these rivers make up bodies
I’m a lake but you’’ll own me, all these rivers make up bodies
I’m a lake but you’’ll own me, all these rivers make up bodies

Now we’re stuck
In this motion
Sifting through the floating garbage
And we’re lost
You can feel it
Only see a tenth of whats found
Stuck waiting on another round

Ooooooh
Oooooooh
Ooooooh
Ooooh

This love
We all share it
Deep blue and slowly swirling
In my blood, in your body
Held forever inside the ground
It’s immortilized in sound

Ooooooh
Oooooooh
Ooooooh
Ooooh

• Luxembourg
• Rock
• Vancouver
• alternative folk
• alternative rock
• bedroom rock
• canada
• indie rock
• rock
• seattle
• singer-songwriter
• Luxembourg