Beggars Opera - Meet me lyrics

Solo tree in gaze of hill a sun blue sky stare of eye silver stones fretless

moan to greet the only way we know. Come in. Afternoon of you and me.

Together seeing free to be as we are to be as a one should have taken me

away on this only afternoon we could have lost ourselves in spaces of

irretrievable abandon. Meet me at the Savinien on the day of the moon.

Sending quick eye notes to me with lock of attention. Sending quick eye

notes to me at 18.03. Talking to feeling my heart it is go space in the box

colour of many spectrum call clever to ease is so nice to feel you meeting

me in there. You thawing smiling melting over the corner into the shade

faraway not a real secret today it shone and was over me scented and

folding.