Video Julians Eyes de Brett Anderson 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Brett Anderson - Julians Eyes Lyrics

Softening her winter
With his eyes
Sitting in the meadow
In disguise

Feeling his way
Touching the stone
Watching the day
Through a telephone

Colours in the carnage of his hair
Lose it in the debris on the stairs

Feeling his way
Touching her hand
Making his way
To the panstand

He's in the sky
He's in the tide
He's in the trees
And the buzz of the night

Feet in the sand
Watching life
Through Julian's eyes

Softening the winter
With his smile
Sitting in the doorway
Counting tiles

Feeling his way
Touching life
Watching the day
Through quiet eyes

Elephants and spiders
In his hand
Capital letters
Green and red

Feeling his way
Making a start
Watching the day
Through cut glass

He's in the sky
He's in the grass
He's in the winter
And the curve of the stars

Feet in the sand
Watching life
Through Julian's eyes