So where is the piano and the big bass drum? And the clashing of cymbals. I need some running frantic notes, some lines of panic and depseration. Cause
You could be an angel or maybe a demon I'm not quite sure yet 'cause we just met Your white dress contradicts your black hair You probably dyed it, I
Dismantled notes just might strike me tonight. You're right, I just might explode in this silver moonlight. You're at the piano, your hands are on the
If they did tests on my heart I think that maybe they would start believing All the stories that I tell them Like how sometimes I can barely breathe
Just like ships, we float through each other's lives Through the waters of beauty and grace We will one day dock at the same port And give rest to our
I can't sleep at night, I'm thinking of you And when you're away, I'm so blue I'm thinking of you I'll laugh my eyes out, I'll feel the rhythm I'll
I saw you running through the fields Your hair was a mess and your face was wet Your body was trembling The summer's heat made your clothes stick to
The wind is beating at the rooftops It knows of the history here The windows are rattling, they are cracking The air, it just wants in I want thunder
Play that chord one more time you know I'm waiting it's the quiet that makes the song no, its the absence of light that makes it play that chord and
Last night I had this dream that I took you out of power. All your plans had fallen through. You had ambition, and I took that too. I dethroned you.
: Last night I had this dream that I took you out of power. All your plans had fallen through. You had ambition, and I took that too. I dethroned you
: Dismantled notes just might strike me tonight. You're right, I just might explode in this silver moonlight. You're at the piano, your hands are on
: So where is the piano and the big bass drum? And the clashing of cymbals. I need some running frantic notes, some lines of panic and depseration. Cause
: You could be an angel or maybe a demon I'm not quite sure yet 'cause we just met Your white dress contradicts your black hair You probably dyed it,
: Play that chord one more time you know I'm waiting it's the quiet that makes the song no, its the absence of light that makes it play that chord and
: If they did tests on my heart I think that maybe they would start believing All the stories that I tell them Like how sometimes I can barely breathe
: Just like ships, we float through each other's lives Through the waters of beauty and grace We will one day dock at the same port And give rest to
: I can't sleep at night, I'm thinking of you And when you're away, I'm so blue I'm thinking of you I'll laugh my eyes out, I'll feel the rhythm I'll
