Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah Late to the river, midsummer I wait A reed of black swans are nippled to the grave And through red September, the skies fire a flame A picture of pure love, the one for the lonely ones Crude was my soul, untold was the pain I faced when you left me, a rose in the rain A voice brought to that day's song, the river in chains Would your darkness of faith be pushed through my veins again? Lend a ear to my man, pray for your loneliness And prove that you have a soul, come upon to me For once upon a time, from the vines of your loneliness I could always find a bright spot for your sacred place Sink me deep in their incision, in my own abominable prison This gutters of eternal vision is something I'm infatuated Seek a weight of my condition, this lust is a pure contradiction The world will only force a mission to be done, infatuated Infatuated, infatuated Infatuated girl Infatuated, infatuated My infatuated girl A child in the circle of my brain, back in the forest where Christmas was made Pushing a child's mind when it delays, the pain is a star Fall to my arms, hold them as my sway And dance up to the moon as we did in those golden days Kiss me in stars of infatuation We were eager as the moon was waiting for burning high Here on your tomb I will pray for your loneliness And move to heaven soon, come upon to me For once upon a time, from the vines of your loneliness I could always find a bright spot for your sacred place Sink me deep in the recession, in my heart upon a prison This gutters of eternal vision is something I'm infatuated Seek a weight of my condition, this lust is a pure contradiction The world will only force a mission to be done, infatuated Infatuated, infatuated Infatuated, infatuated Infatuated, infatuated Infatuated girl Infatuated, infatuated My infatuated girl www.mooji.org