Texty piesní Freelance Whales

Freelance Whales

The Great Estates

We beg rebirth to take us up

Parade our souls out by the back gate

Some claw the ground

Some cut the air

Some warm the seas

But what will you be and when?

And I swim through dirt to find you out

And a whale without his family history is

And I used to shout to find my way in the water

Find my distant memory failed

Look into the reigns of a great estate

Better lights pull you out of the ground

Seep into the wood of the great estates

Animals your soul will guide

Give into the reigns of the great estates

Better lights pull you out of the ground

Seep into the wood of the great estates

Animals your soul will guide

Give into the reigns of the great estates

Better lights pull you out of the ground

Seep into the wood of the great estates

Animals your soul will guide

Give into the reigns of the great estates

Better lights pull you out of the ground

Seep into the wood of the great estates

Animals your soul will guide

Give into the reigns of the great estates

Better lights pull you out of the ground

Seep into the wood of the great estates

Animals your soul will guide