And Also The Trees - Talk Without Words ('From Under The Hill')

We look up, silently
Without quite music
My face four days old
You look newborn
There's fear in your frown, like mine
No distance away
Noticing your hand
Half round my head
And on my face
Protecting me, protecting me, protecting me, protecting me
Afraid of your frown, don't change
For me expressions
A button undone
The earth that's on my back
And in my hair
Portraying me, portraying me, portraying me, portraying me

You're so clean, untouched
Like me experience possessеd
She breathes so tеnce
Flexes her hand
Don't relax
Projecting me, projecting me, projecting me, projecting me

Protecting me, projecting me, portraying me, projecting me

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