Emiliana Torrini - Love In The Time Of ScienceFingertipsmy all too eager eyes everything changes from the ocean to the skies perpetual motion set ablaze by me everything's breathing my hair and olive tree yet my fingertips have a special sound yet my fingertips they go around and round this comical wisdom creeps into my brain a wave of my nerve and oh so free of pain yet my fingertips have a special sound yet my fingertips they go around and round pa-pa-padada-mmm... pa-pa-padadaaaah... electrical current hallowed be thy name lift my emotions and banish all my shame yet my fingertips have a special sound yet my fingertips smell of sod and ground before i can open my all too eager eyes everything changes from the ocean to the skies yet my fingertips have a special sound yet my fingertips they go around and round pa-pa-padada-mmm... pa-pa-padadaaaah... Index |
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