Kings Of Convenience - Parallel Lines - Sözleri

What's the immaterial substance

that envelopes two, 

that one percieves as hunger 

and the other as food. 

I wake in tangeled covers, 

to a sash of snow, 

you dream in a cartoon garden, 

I could never know. 

Innocent imitation, you are cast in gold, 

your image a compensation for me to hold. 



Parallel lines, move so fast, 

toward the same point, 

infinity is as near as it is far.










		
			



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