This year the harvest was washed away Borne on the back of a black water water wave Drown the eastern seaboard and lap at the southern plains All in all it's a hell of a day to ride the high horse down the straight and narrow To deliverance I can harness the cosmos in the palm of my hand Bring the earth to a grinding halt by single silent command Lay the mountains asunder, turn oceans to dry land I've found the key that unlocks the shackles of gravity Stones are floating overhead suspended in perfect symmetry And the stones they sing to me...whisper soaring melodies Accept this offering. For the past to be buried. Sustained by longing Breathe your life into me and cure my disease Open the window. The center of your chest Take an axe to the glass. Find a friend and hide I've built a home for my sweet across the brooding sea Every cut that I made, I thought of your face And every stone that was laid made your image cease to fade But alas I am scorned. Hereby sentenced henceforth to wander In empty castles Body is a device to calculate Soul is the earth trodden under our feet Mind is the beauty begging to be raped God is a child tugging on the shirt tails of fate The snake is charming us Our voices will ring from skyscrapers down the ley lines And carry out to sea Accept this offeringTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
