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Parsley and thyme Comb the earth with your fertile fingers You tell me that you want to bloom And fruit like the plants do As grapes turn to wine The idea ferments with the seasons Lain on the willow boughs Nothing but our breathing and the starlight I'm gonna take you to the whisky springs Barefoot walk in the summer You whisper the sweetest things This child will have water for its father and earth as its mother Plant me inside of you We'll do it twice if you're eager I love to hear you sing out my name Feeling hotter than a fever in the night https://soundcloud.com/dorian-m/whisky-springs
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC
Whisky Springs (Part I - The Conception)
Parsley and thyme Comb the earth with your fertile fingers You tell me that you want to bloom And fruit like the plants do As grapes turn to wine The idea ferments with the seasons Lain on the willow boughs Nothing but our breathing and the starlight I'm gonna take you to the whisky springs Barefoot walk in the summer You whisper the sweetest things This child will have water for its father and earth as its mother Plant me inside of you We'll do it twice if you're eager I love to hear you sing out my name Feeling hotter than a fever in the night https://soundcloud.com/dorian-m/whisky-springs
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC
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