They built me a cornerless room Painted my eyes a dull, wide blue Left an open door, as if I'd know my way Among the grinning shapes of these days These shadow less days
Once believed Flinging yourself against the glass Would set free The burning images there
The sheet went up And all your feats took the shapes of hands Of puppeteers Showing pretty birds in silhouette
A thousand suns Rise over and over in the sky Until the void Is glowing with their bright white blind
Without the clock tick I've fallen through the endless in-between Without my measured pain Who'll tell me when it's time to leave
I hang in this net So far above the flame So high that I may never feel Another thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
