All the parts of me that lived inside Are drowning in the sea of waking life They don't know their colours don't belong on the outside They don't know their colours don't belong
Til they're spread across the open road Til they're spread across the asphalt on the open road Til they're streaming in the wind like cassette tape or jellyfish Long dark veins and records playing memories
All the things we yell don't mean a thing When we're spinning out of darkened meadow wind When we're flying like we're Mary's angels through the shattered glass When we find that tall dark shadow waiting there with outstretched hands He has given me a dress of red and you a skin of gray We'll be twisting here for hours 'til the light will bring us day
And we're spread across the open road And we're spread across the asphalt on the open road And we're streaming in the wind like cassette tape or jellyfish Long dark veins and records playing memoriesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
