Gel Nails - The Smell Of Detritus Lyrics
Swish, whoosh, i found you,The new green of new growth,My lady's freshly potted plants, my lady's oath,I am looking to pass through a spirit creature,An angel this time,The spring melt reveals rich moss and lichens,The smell of detritus,I am looking to pass through a spirit creature,An angel this time,Wake me when the summer is over,And when the winter can no longer bite us,I am looking to pass through a spirit creature,An angel this time.