I'll be the one you want to talk to in your sleep. I'd like it if we got up early and stared at the tree, that's where they live in. Outside my bedroom window, inside their tiny little heads - sunlight never fails to comfort their endless thoughts. Into the dark, beyond what we see. Away from what you thought was real. There's no one to guide you, your mind is the light. When you come back you'll find out who was right.
I'll be the one you want to talk to in your sleep. I'll be the one you want to talk to in your sleep.
You asked me "are they sick if they're laying motionless for hours every day?" I can hear a voice outside. The sound they make is bigger than their bodies. We watched them as they went. My guardian waits, feeds on colors she finds inside of me. Into the dark eye of the storm, brightest ever known - blinding absence of light. Make it quick; leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up. Leave no space to give up.
We shall not all sleep, in death i ask, please make me feel no pain.
Just another morning tide, sweeping my feet off the night, travelled inside, no path is left behind. Who ever thought the world was flat? Not even once looked outside. Inside his head no logic can test time. Seeing the mark can only scare. Looking behind, forget i'm there. Closer i'll breathe the last breath in your lungs. When you sleep, when you're asleep.
Sleep now my darling, angel. Close your eyes, fostering darkness. Idol of stone, cold feet, barely breathing. The lost art of simple pleasures.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
