it was a saffron day, on the avenue I took the evening train, back to my dark room And the periwinkle sky was just the night in disguise, oh And everything, eventually, turns grey
Well if you saw me now, I'd still talk at my shoes And if I saw you now, your eyes would still be blue And believing your own lies seemed like such a good idea But you see your father's eyes when you look into the mirror Oh, and everything, eventually, turns grey
It takes one hour to burn What was 20 years to come And we're all rubble at the bottom And it's all falling down Yeah, it's all falling down
The creases there, and my crooked spine The bold headlines now, a linear design Oh, and everything, eventually, turns grey
It takes one hour to burn What was 200 years to come And we're all rubble at the bottom And it's all falling down Now, now it's getting yellow at the edges, cracking at the corners, bending at the knees You're getting blue in the face from screaming the warning and no one's listening It's hard to see, we turn away We're slowly walking underground, ashes to ashes now Ashes to ashes now
Now your old idyllic hope is just a shipwreck on the shore And now your old idyllic hope is just a shipwreck on the shoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
