If all that grows starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait
Let all that run through the fields through the quiet,
Go on with their, own with their own hidden ways.
When all newness of gold travels far from
Where it had once been,
Born like the earth over years
And when the acts of man
Cause the ground to break open
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait.
Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold.
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait
Let all that run through the fields through the quiet,
Go on with their, own with their own hidden ways.
When all newness of gold travels far from
Where it had once been,
Born like the earth over years
And when the acts of man
Cause the ground to break open
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait.
Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold.
Brilhante. 'falter' significa na Língua portuguesa 'vacilar' e o grupo é um quinteto de lo-fi rock de Austin, Texas, EUA.
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