Revolver - Philter, Miriam Vaga

I pulled a gun at the world today

Lashes joined at the disarray

But through the drapes, I’m reached, reached by the rising sun

I feel the wind on my skin today

The sun on my face today

The warmth of a beam embrace, my woken heart

I pulled a gun at the world today

Lashes joined at the disarray

But through the drapes, I’m reached, reached by the rising sun

I feel the wind on my skin today

The sun on my face today

The warmth of a beam embrace, my woken heart