Something Began to Grow by Wax Tailor Lyrics
[Story]
"But I'm not ready to fall asleep," thought the boy
He struggled with acquiescence, his arms heavy, his legs paralyzed like two felled trees
The music pushed and pulled, the rhythm traveled
The boy pulled into the darkness gently
Then, something began to grow
"But I'm not ready to fall asleep," thought the boy
He struggled with acquiescence, his arms heavy, his legs paralyzed like two felled trees
The music pushed and pulled, the rhythm traveled
The boy pulled into the darkness gently
Then, something began to grow