Sonho de Vidro
Afterclapp
Glass Dream
The brown color
The brown color
I was born from the dark womb
With a lot of fear of space
And I search for space
Without fear and without getting tired
I'm clever in the night
I'm a suffocation of longing
If my chest is haunted
By the vision of the word
I was born from the dark womb
With a lot of fear of space
And I search for space
Without fear and without getting tired
I'm clever in the night
I'm a suffocation of longing
If my chest is haunted
By the vision of the word
I was born from the dark womb
With a lot of fear of space
And I search for space
Without fear and without getting tired
I'm clever in the night
I'm a suffocation of longing
If my chest is haunted
By the vision of the word
(And my chest is haunted
By the vision of the word)
The brown color
