Twilight on the doorway Snapshots from the fifties Chilly wind in dark streets Where the neon lights and stars meet Behold the golden turtle dreams Stain the sheets where mothers weep Tears upon the dry bone
They wait for you, they wait for me In the room where silence lingers By the fire of Mesolithic night By the trail where the animals dragged him There´s nothing she doesn´t see
She´s keeping count of moments You can breathe and still not live She really needs to need it That is how you feed it I sometimes hear the choir of screams In other worlds where mothers grieve In whispered sacred ghosts of sleep
They wait for me, they wait for you By the ancient well of blue magic Me drinking from my broken cup Between these heavy old buildings There´s nothing she doesn´t see
They wait for you They wait for me Sooner or later one of us goes I really tried to get close to you Where the neon and stars meetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
