Grass Lyrics - Parachute - Pretty Things

As silver tears, they weave and lace 

Sad patterns upon her face 

She waits for you 

So low below a laser sun 

Through velvet fields she runs 

Reaching for you 

And so you bleed now 

Your hand holds the knife 

That is tearing your life apart 

Why don't you leave now 

The city's too heavy 

And your dreams, they melt in the sun 

On mellow blue, birds curve and glide 

Through shadows of grief she slides 

She waits for you 

There on a hill before the dawn 

In silence a promise torn 

She turns from you 

And so you bleed now 

Your hand holds the knife 

That is tearing your life apart 

Why don't you leave now? 

The city's too heavy 

And your dreams, they melt in the sun 

As silver tears, they weave and lace 

She waits for you 

So low below a laser sun 

Reaching for you 

On mellow blue birds curve and glide 

She waits for you 

There on a hill before the dawn 

She turns from you