Siberian Breaks

歌詞

Sleep as the goer the bridge that watches the light speed throuh and cries while the spirit stumbles and inside missile for the protection of you maybe its silent the voice cant bear anymore strain but speak without even knowing and streams outside in the direction of truth <♪> theres no reason theres no secret to decode if you cant save it leave it dying on the road wide open arms can feel so cold so cold feel so cold <♪> balance the books the ledges the loons the disappointed look on the faces that squint at the moon lets see it with shadows enhance and then vote to decide wholl advance silver jet plane making a turn exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn its not the life lesson Idve guessed if youre conscious you must be depressed or at least cynical but someone might still eat the steaks even if theyre tough spending the day chewing the fat floating away isnt rough but its not enough oh marianne pass me the joint the sandpapers tan go-getters are surfing the point and londons a cratch on the lens its over before it begins silk round her neck falls down to her shoulders the older I get the more I suspect theres a trick but really theres no trip at all that doesnt result in a fall or a faltering but something might spit out the bait even if its real rolling away missing a spoke close to the ground like a wheel but its not a troph holding the line clutching the phone nobly wasting the night but it isnt right its not right smelling for blood praying for rain running away isnt rough but its not enough the low tide is telling me when its over to breathe in everything exposed and comes back to cover me in a blanket being heres always changing tunes <♪> the empty sky surrounds me but I cant see at all wide open arms can feel so cold and you can sit beside me and tell me what its worth but I hope I die before I get sold I hope I die before I get sold Id rather die before I get sold if you find the soul that you lost frozen in a starry void take it within and hope the sight of blood can will signs of life to return back to the way that it was long before it made a noise to keep on quietly reminding you whats never created or destroyed <♪> wake as the swell peaks the close-outs drowning the birds with roars and howls scare the new unkindness that picks and laughs at the carrion scene forces you see breath can always go into hiding and wait till it passes over or stay far gone for all eternity