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Orion
10
Artist:Winslow
Duration:3:20
Tags:Slow-burn trap ballad at 78 BPM,Big,rolling 808s and a haunting
guitar loop,Hook is sing/rap hybrid — chantable,Verses mix confessional street imagery with twisted punchlines
Son, I cannot reach the sky Because we can only fly clumsily Heart racing Releases warmth in torn notes of pain Call me to you And in moments of flip, I'll glide you along the river Read on my lips about me like this I am woven from a winter's day The Neva carried dark waters, Our dreams and honor's dances. Someone was near us, Breathing down our necks, mouthing words. Rain, wash away the old notes And all the absurdities until the first shot. Wings, legs, tail, The halogen light is painfully bright, my God! Orion one hundred twenty-two We are moving closer to Earth Wake up, days are made of film With dark frames — you. Orion one hundred twenty-two We are moving closer to Earth Wake up, days are made of film With dark frames — you. These moments are dust. These eyes are granite The pain in the name – you. I drew on the fogged-up glass "One hundred twenty-two" in this room I saw the shores where the dead forest is And someone in the hold whispered: "There is no pain And we are not here, father Believe the stars: I am for years Frighten with ammonia on cotton It's like closing your eyes from behind And so fleetingly somewhere on the bottom Between the lines: "One hundred twenty-two" Believe: through the years We will carry the cold of Orion And we will see the snow (snow), opening our eyes With scarlet stars of February Orion one hundred twenty-two We are moving closer to Earth Wake up, days are made of film With dark frames — you. Orion one hundred twenty-two We are moving closer to Earth Wake up, days are made of film With dark frames — you. [End]