Ayla — The Maccabees: текст песни

Aimless am I Listless I'm the blunt of the knife Drifting to the corners of life Ayla

I could make something right Gentle with the kindness I'd like So often it's a trick of the light Ayla

And we wait for love In the shape of us

'Til the wait is over under halcyon skies The wait is over for an innocent life

It's a weight off my mind I could trust you, you could tell me it's fine I could sew you a stitch and save nine Ayla

None more admired and Out of soft focused desire From honeyed milk to funeral pyre Ayla

And we'll wait for love In the shape of us

But the state of us Daedalus

The wait is over under halcyon skies The wait is over for an innocent life

The wait is over, the wait is over The wait is over