Martin Baltser - My Samurai - Lyrics, Similar artists

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Artist: Martin Baltser

album: Pocket Poetry

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One day I'll be picking oranges
From trees in our home
Mmh
I'll be late, lucky you
Every love heats and cools
You're in bright warrior blue indigo
Then we'll bring the fruits on car rides
To pray in our seats
Mmh
For our love not to leak
For the third time in a week
You're in bright warrior blue indigo
After you've tugged on my collar
And held me by the chill open water
Even after I'm done making a fool out of you
You fight of the chaos in me
My samurai
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Later on I guess we'll be ok
Falling in and out of love
Mmh
I'll plant orange tress in all your pottery
Then you'll go drop a few occasionally
You're in bright warrior blue indigo
And in the end when you you're all wrinkly
You'll tell me that I look old
After you've tugged on my collar
And held me by the chill open water
Even after I'm done making a fool out of you
You fight of the chaos in me
My samurai
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