Thiago Marques - Christmas Crack lyrics

New things in my eyes That they must be told Met an ancient world But it hit me Rude and free Gotta unfurl my tongue immediately Be with a face in the sea Being small and hopefully I must New places I've been around, love And it hurts me to tell you Been blind a cigarrette-me-up And it hit like old feeling Down to the seaside We walked one thousand smiles Foreign whisper Foreign whisper Get on my boat, love New seas to be found Gorgeous headache, you appear As the craziest thought of man Help me I must shoot my aim It must flow poetry around my veins They must spit and turn my eyes to the underground Where I find sweet taste And you know what I mean Get on my boat, love Let's sleep till we find the land of our pa This lonesome road takes us somewhere But surely not the way home This lonesome road... Oh, your smile is such a chill But it shows me here's our last rendezvous We're brown of sin And the sand is my best friend New things in my eyes That they must be told