There's a black hole pulling me in I slowly bend till I see the back of my own sins I stole my soul from myself now I wonder
Wonder is there somebody with a perfect plan That goes boom when it's stamped and we could understand How the gods of old used to clap their hands to make thunder
So we're clapping and we're laughing like it was so absurd In the future we'll be laughing at who we were right now As man plays god with the land that he plunders
To the one unknown no one can know nor see That's resistant to greed If we listen to time after time, time can never go under
There's this vine trying to climb Through the window into my life I don't mind (x3)
There's this wine trying to find Its way from the bottle into my mind In my mind (x3)
And so this vine is trying to climb Through the window into my life To bring me symmetry And memories of a backlit breeze Back into a dream on the ground Looking up at the sun coming down
Into a world of boys and girls Are holding handheld devices While they're eating and they're sleeping And they're dreaming of the prices We'll be paying down the line When the ice melts maybe it will turn to wine
And all the greatest of the heroes started jumping from the books They started wearing ones and zeros Looking more and more like crooks They stole the sunlight from the future Took a sip, drained half the glass, and put it back
And a lot of people like to have a feast Not so many could stomach the killing Lot of traffic on the streets, so who's really doing all the drilling Keep on filling what can never be full My imagination has got a hold on me
There's this vine trying to climb Through the window into my life I don't mind (x3)
There's this wine trying to find Its way from the bottle into my mind In my mind (x3)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
