Wilted flower seem strange to you With all this poison at the roots? Shut away from love and light And you wonder why it's screaming Old enough to abuse
through the fields The turning of wheels, down with the buildings Worlds on your shoulders, climb through The wasteland, wait for the sky to remind you These things are true about the day
Morning comes in the dream before we rise When we linger side by side It's my heart that speaks this time We will ride the rising tide Color your skin
Tearing in my heart when the world falls apart And it's almost too hard Tearing in your mind how the pain makes you blind When it's all said and done
my face to the place Where I go into the sun, disappear into the sun Deep inside a song a thousand miles away Every moment the start of a greater day
you With these arms, I will break through you Wait only to see you far removed No more the fool in the photograph That night chained in your embrace Day
when you're sad Every other face is bent and broken Wrap your teeth around the only game in town Made your clothes from insulation Break your day for
And it's strange How were wasting our lives Novocaine When the pain helps us rise here we stay Though it's only a clever game Running from our lives
Not a trace of desire (Cold faces in disguise) (Not a trace of desire) Go face the day Go and see new things Go face the day But you'll remember me
the evidence And they're talking down your memory Nevermind the words they waste They can't see you're mine Waiting here until words run out Dreaming of the day
She's always around and under my skin Watching her move, how she tells a story It's only a dream of lovers and lies She's cruel and she's free like television
Пераклад: Sunny Day Real Estate. Rising Tide.
when you're sad every other face is bent and broken wrap your teeth around the only game in town made your clothes from insulation break your day for
me the evidence and they're talking down your memory Nevermind the words they waste They can't see you're mine Waiting here until words run out Dreaming of the day
(does this) wilted flower seem strange to you? with all this poison at the roots... shut away from love and light you wonder why it's screaming old
of course we're miles away from home we sink like stones and we're lost beneath the waves not a trace to mark the graves lost and tired and chained of
tearing in my heart when the world falls apart and it's almost too hard tearing in your mind how the pain makes you blind when it's all said and done
stars through storm and clouds and rain faces in disguise not a trace of desire... go face the day, go and see new things go face the day, but you'll