The Luyas
the quiet way
I was unhappy with some of my dreams
And I came to see you in a new light
Because every road will just think of the stream
And because every hope disappears when itâs seen
Iâm a mountain
Iâm a river in my sleep
You can see it in the quiet way I breathe:
I get by on bad feelings
I get by on bad feelings
I get by for days