Today

Today get your cinnamon and pray
Today get your cinnamon and pray
For the beauty of our land and
For the secrets, for the moments
That we use to share

Leather, covers, broken glasses,
Playing music and the rain,
Airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust

Spinning around, swimming, jumping
In a world of sound, you are always
In my favourite dreams,
Lovely, tender and proud
You may be
Running around, searching, looking for something
To find while I'm still here waiting for you,
Do you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love?

Today there is nothing left to say
Today there is nothing left to say
We all know that
Just a word can break as into pieces
So that we cannot forget

Leather, covers, broken glasses,
Playing music and the rain,
Airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust

Spinning around, swimming, jumping
In a world of sounds
You are always in my favourite dreams,
Lovely tender and proud
You may be
Running around searching, looking for something
To find while I'm still here waiting for you,
Do you see me at all my sweet love?

Black and white photographs,
Dirty clothes, two guitars
Dirty clothes, two guitars…

Spinning around, swimming, jumping
In a world of sounds you are always in my favourite
Dreams, lovely tender and proud
You may be
Running around searching, looking for something to find
While I'm still here waiting for you
Do you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love?