The cathedral in cologne looks like a spaceship Like the hand of god falling from the sky A thousand stone-carved saints hang like icicles But icicles don't take a thousand years to die
And all of us who worked on this cathedral Or even spent a moment passing by All of us are swept away like breadcrumbs What comfort does it bring soaring towers left behind Towers left behind
But there's a fiberglass castle in wisconsin Where kids race go-karts around a moat Once we went off there in december And all the water slides and fudge shops were closed
Looking to find love under the ice machine But all we did was drink in empty bars Stumblin' drunk, we crawled back to our hotel room I fell against you and felt your beating heart I felt your beating heart
Where the snow is slowly falling on the ice machine And the moon shone hazy through the pines Lawn chairs are thrown into an empty pool A dog chained to a tree, barking at the sky Towers left behindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
