Tall Tales For Spring
(专辑: Rabbits On The Run - 2011)
God rest his head Sunday afternoon, and The
wicked in me is surely the
wicked in you We pray to a
ghost that we've never met Time turns for a
cure from the
scientists for Madness, madness of the
heart But you knew it, you knew it from the
start And Hawking will tell us no tall tales this spring Reminds holds the
key eyes that started everything Maybe it's fate, when the
sadness takes hold Still stars through a
window, will they ever know this Madness, madness of the
heart But you knew it, you knew it from the
start There's a
madness, a
madness of the
heart But you knew it, you knew it from the
start Stare a
sleepy smile into a
sun beam There's nothing more than a
daydream Colored stained glass cathedral Confess a
past that won't let you go God rest your head Sunday afternoon And the
wicked in me is surely coming through Pray to a
ghost that I've never met Baby is free never met Still searching for someway out of this mess It's the
heart It's the
heart And there is a
madness, a
madness in the
stars But you knew it, you knew it from the
start Hmmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmmmmm