To mar my own smile Is a facial incantation I'll perfect To make like a child Is a mental affirmation I'll project You hear me grinding my teeth The nightmare turbines spin me by surprise Can't awake from my dreams The looms inside my bedroom stitch my eyes
Getting lost in my sheets Lately the light of day Looking haunting to me Getting lost in the streets Maybe my right of way Was the wrong day of week
A long time wasted Til tomorrow I'll try To shape trees into hallow canoes Til my face turns as blue as my eyes A long time wasted Til tomorrow I'll try To shape trees into hallow canoes Til my face turns as black as my eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
