As I'm awaken in my room The curtain's drawn, there's sun outside I think of her, I feel no pain As if I didn't hit a wall last night Mmm
I hurt my head, must be alive There's music playing in the yard Then I almost write a poem A moth is dying on the window sill And I inhale
I lie and wait for things to change To lift the weight of this delirium A picture of a cockatoo In that fancy frame she bought before she flew the coop
Hear it roaring, watch it spin This is where the waves begin See it churning, hear it sing So we let the tide roll in
I think of what I'll do tonight A cat is running down the corridor A river free, a man insane The silly music downstairs keeps on playing And it's last year's song Thirty days without sun
Oh, your voice is strong It comes and goes Echoing softly Back and forth And up it goes Falling back into the poems I almost wrote
Hear it roaring, watch it spin This is where the waves begin See it churning, hear it sing So we let the tide roll inTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
