On the surface of a meeken mind with words that sounds redeeming Hollow haze above my velvet shrine Be careful what you're dreaming The world is made of cardboard and rain And a voice inside my head If the fire burns my heart out again Can you tell Andrew leave this to me <♪> See the traces on her better hand Can't believe that I have told her Colored ridges and a promised land Silver dust upon my shoulder The world is made of cardboard and rain And a voice inside my head If the fire burns my heart out again Can you tell Andrew leave this to me <♪> The world is made of cardboard and rain And a voice inside my head If the fire burns my heart out again Can you tell Andrew leave this to me
