Native Son Lyrics
| Song | Native Son |
| Artist | Geographer |
| Album | Innocent Ghosts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I am an apple tree, covered up in your leaves | |
| And no one else can feel my skin | |
| Your head's a burning cloud, that never lets it out, | |
| Until the desert cries your name | |
| But now, my hands are the words in your mouth | |
| My fingers are the days that you count | |
| My eyes are the love as you doubt | |
| (â¦) naked as we are in the woods | |
| Without a (â¦) | |
| (â¦) Naked as we are in the woods | |
| Without a (â¦) | |
| This weight it feels so cursed | |
| I hear it calling out, over everything | |
| And over everyone, I saw a native son | |
| Waiting to hear my voice too | |
| But now, my hands are the words in your mouth | |
| My fingers are the days that you count | |
| My eyes are the love as you doubt | |
| And over everyone, I saw a native son | |
| Waiting to hear my voice too |
| I am an apple tree, covered up in your leaves | |
| And no one else can feel my skin | |
| Your head' s a burning cloud, that never lets it out, | |
| Until the desert cries your name | |
| But now, my hands are the words in your mouth | |
| My fingers are the days that you count | |
| My eyes are the love as you doubt | |
| naked as we are in the woods | |
| Without a | |
| Naked as we are in the woods | |
| Without a | |
| This weight it feels so cursed | |
| I hear it calling out, over everything | |
| And over everyone, I saw a native son | |
| Waiting to hear my voice too | |
| But now, my hands are the words in your mouth | |
| My fingers are the days that you count | |
| My eyes are the love as you doubt | |
| And over everyone, I saw a native son | |
| Waiting to hear my voice too |
| I am an apple tree, covered up in your leaves | |
| And no one else can feel my skin | |
| Your head' s a burning cloud, that never lets it out, | |
| Until the desert cries your name | |
| But now, my hands are the words in your mouth | |
| My fingers are the days that you count | |
| My eyes are the love as you doubt | |
| naked as we are in the woods | |
| Without a | |
| Naked as we are in the woods | |
| Without a | |
| This weight it feels so cursed | |
| I hear it calling out, over everything | |
| And over everyone, I saw a native son | |
| Waiting to hear my voice too | |
| But now, my hands are the words in your mouth | |
| My fingers are the days that you count | |
| My eyes are the love as you doubt | |
| And over everyone, I saw a native son | |
| Waiting to hear my voice too |
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