- hozier: through me(the flood)
try measure loss, measure the silence of a house the unheard footsteps at the doorway, the unemployment of the mouth the waking up, having forgotten and remembering again the full extent of what forever is with each grave, I think of loss and I can only think of you i couldn't measure it.
Es todo lo que desearía si solo tuviera un día,Ojalá pudiera dormir tranquilo, intoxicado con tu dulce esencia,Si tuviera una oportunidad en mi apretada agenda,Quería sentir tu calor y tus ojos profundos.