Anybody who has ever listened to the Cocteau Twins knows that 98 percent of the time, you can’t make out their lyrics. That’s part of their appeal. I love this group and fell in love with them when I lived in North Carolina. Elizabeth Frazer has the voice of an angel. Their music is both ethereal and haunting. This is one of my favorite songs, and I googled the lyrics.
A distinct desire to
Observe such
Heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for me
I’m not real and I deny
I won’t heal unless I cry
I can’t grieve, so I won’t grow
I’m not real and I deny
I won’t heal unless I cry
It seems things are indicative to
A distinct desire to
Observe such
Heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for me
I’m not real and I deny
I won’t heal unless I cry
I can’t grieve, so I won’t grow
I won’t heal ’til I let it go
Cry, cry, cry ’til you know why
I lost myself, identify
I’m not real and I deny
I won’t heal unless I cry
I can’t grieve, so I won’t grow