Here’s the map of the land Pour it through your old hand Give me more sand, more sand
Help is here within the snake Home is here while you’re awake The end is near it’s dancing in the sand and then you’ll be mosaic
Help is near we made a plan Move your feet through no man’s land If I know there’ll be no back home to be had
In the bitterness of truth Where the curve of the horizon Feels like walking through a masterpiece Of evening blue in unread books And I fall but I can stand up Which right do I have to believe you
Leave the wreck in the sun It’s on your head Into beyond
In the bitterness of you And the bird is so golden Feel like walking through a starry night The sky is bright and burning And I fall but I still manage Which right do I have to deceive you
Leave the wreck in the sun It’s on your head Into beyond
Close your eyes it’s all around you And now the wires are all too tight I’ve fallen look around you I’m the lore you learned today
I took a turn in my way And I shook the tide The plane is but a spec And Prevot has a gun One bullet two men The sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet Come fly a dying man His shoulders are like ice capped Mountains in the sand Curve of the horizon is feminine so then The eyes do not see anymore
Close your eyes it’s all around you The heat’s a blanket of decay Spirits dancing all around you Dusty coral hazy grey
I’m the one to survive this Soul is curled up tide The plane is but a spec And Prevot has a gun One bullet two men The sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet A wish for a dying man His shoulders are like ice capped Mountains in the sand Curve of the horizon is primitive man So we do not speak anymore
Close your eyes now It’s all around you And you feel the wires are all too tight If I know there’ll be no back home Beyond, beyond into unknown Pour it through your hand Here’s the map of the land The horizon...
And the bird is so golden Fells like a magic carpet Come fly a dying man
The long haul back In no direction And no one knows we’re ok And the curve of the horizon A masterpiece Survival on adrenaline it’s over soon Doesn’t everyone have their own walk to walkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
