10.45 Amsterdam Conversations (Live at the Astoria, 16 November 2003)

歌詞

Water broken voice saturates a microphone into a receiver with no tongue offering little to what it knows Then a silence so heavy broken hearts fall from throats when heaven is remembered but never seen through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes Eternally the sun has set to mourning and contoured are the backgrounds on the canvas to which our lives are painted Water broken voice saturates a microphone into a receiver with no tongue offering little to what it knows Then a silence so heavy broken hearts fall from throats when heaven is remembered but never seen through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes Eternally the sun has set to mourning and contoured are the backgrounds on the canvas to which our lives are painted Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes like kaleidoscopes (Then a silence so heavy) like kaleidoscopes (Then a silence so heavy) like kaleidoscopes (Then a silence so heavy) (Then a silence so heavy)