Thom Thumb

Jacob Collier

Compositor: Não Disponível

Light up the stove of your countenance
You're that matters to me
I am a lake or a stone or an hourglass
I am a joke that is wasted on me

Wrap me in staves of your confidence
Rend me to tatters, I'm free
I'll be a steak or a bone or an oven glove
I'll be the island that drowns in the sea

Thom thumb, where do you come from?
I'm lost, soft, drowning in everything
Thom thumb, thought you were gone
And I found you inside of everything

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