George Barnett Constellations Beautiful Earth Lyrics
Constellations Beautiful Earth by George Barnett
Caress my fevered skin, kiss me till I die
And I'll raise a broken glass to the burning sky
Cut marionettes, I have seen you storm
Through my heart, through all endorphins
Render my blood warm
The final pulse is golden, pushing fresh heat to the peak
Her figure lies wide open, shaking bright eyes in the heat
And from these constellations, I hear her call
Crying lies and the feeling grows
Lionise the one you chose
Whoa
Part the shattered draws, come and scream my name
For the fall and for the good I'll walk sierra planes
Shiver to the haze to ignite your fears
And to rule you seven times would refine my tears
Crying lies and the feeling grows
Lionise the one you chose
Whoa
Amplify the sound coming from her lips
And I'll navigate the heat stemming from her hips
Protect the touch of ease till the rise of sun
Kiss me till I die, we are one
Crying lies and the feeling grows
Lionise the one you chose
Whoa
Oh Darwin look at the stars, shining like your tele guitars
Lying on your back in the grass
Yes, this beautiful earth is our home
And I'll raise a broken glass to the burning sky
Cut marionettes, I have seen you storm
Through my heart, through all endorphins
Render my blood warm
The final pulse is golden, pushing fresh heat to the peak
Her figure lies wide open, shaking bright eyes in the heat
And from these constellations, I hear her call
Crying lies and the feeling grows
Lionise the one you chose
Whoa
Part the shattered draws, come and scream my name
For the fall and for the good I'll walk sierra planes
Shiver to the haze to ignite your fears
And to rule you seven times would refine my tears
Crying lies and the feeling grows
Lionise the one you chose
Whoa
Amplify the sound coming from her lips
And I'll navigate the heat stemming from her hips
Protect the touch of ease till the rise of sun
Kiss me till I die, we are one
Crying lies and the feeling grows
Lionise the one you chose
Whoa
Oh Darwin look at the stars, shining like your tele guitars
Lying on your back in the grass
Yes, this beautiful earth is our home