Quite-The Autumns

[ti:Quite] [ar:The Autumns] [al:Le Carillon EP] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Quite - The Autumns [00:08.39]All sunk in slumber [00:10.26]Eyes bedewed [00:13.16]Your lips will come unglued [00:16.86]Though tears becloud the sight [00:20.82] [00:22.92]Of kites torn asunder [00:25.13]In the blue [00:27.58] [00:28.13]A silver spittle slew [00:31.86]We grace wings under night [00:35.52] [00:37.87]Drain the day [00:40.73] [00:42.16]Plain on her dripping face [00:45.09]Is the sun in gold and glace [00:48.04] [00:49.70]Pain like the lorries [00:51.76]Tracing their circles [00:53.95]In search of something gay [00:58.09] [01:12.38]Thrice blinks the bride [01:14.57]And mothers mew [01:17.07]These nectar rivers stir [01:20.72]To pollenate your eyes [01:24.75] [01:27.37]Quiet in the neverland of noon [01:32.04]The smell of sinking moons [01:35.94]And drool of gentle lies [01:39.87] [01:41.94]Drain the day [01:44.75] [01:46.08]Plain on her dripping face [01:49.14]Is the sun in gold and glace [01:52.19] [01:53.59]Pain like the lorries [01:55.75]Tracing their circles [01:58.01]In search of something gay