

あきののの みくさかりふき やどれりし
うじのみやこの かりおしおもおゆ
低い天井 近い壁
狭さに覚えのある温度
壁に手をつけば
手のひらが先に思い出す
The room is gone, but these hands remember
Splinters and blankets and midnight air
Time took the walls and took the address
My palms still know the way around
音を逃がしたくなかった
隙間を布で塞いだ部屋
真夜中の匂いのまま
気づけば もうない
The room is gone, but these hands remember
Splinters and blankets and midnight air
Time took the walls and took the address
My palms still know the way around
返りの早い音
近くで鳴って 近くで聴かれる
あの距離のぶんだけ
声を開く
The room is gone, but these hands remember
Splinters and blankets and midnight air
Time took the walls and took the address
My palms still know the way around
かりおしおもおゆ
かりおしおもおゆ
- Lyricist
Lo-Guy
- Composer
Lo-Guy
- Producer
Lo-Guy
- Vocals
Flehmen

Listen to room-in-her-palms by Flehmen
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Flehmen
A little shelter built by hand, gone by morning - yet your palms still remember its warmth.
A quiet late-night soul ballad of Rhodes keys and brushed drums.
From Manyoshu, Book 1, No. 7.
"Flehmen" is a story-and-music project where every song comes from a scene in one town's tale. Read the stories at flehmen.jp.
Directed by Lo-Guy - Created with an AI Ensemble



