Rainbows In The Dark Lyrics - Singles - Tilly And The Wall

One, two, three, four 

I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love 

Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough 

I cradled the crow, always shooed off the dove 

Which tagged me a nave son 

So, the fortunate kids, yeah, they left on their lights 

And they stuck up their noses and started some fights 

Their parents all cackled at dirt on my hands 

While my father was slaving, my mother explained it 

Sometimes that's just how it is 

So my sister went kissing a maple-skinned boy 

Finally, held up her fists, said "I'm done being coy" 

And the neighborhood boys started buzzing with joy 

We finally had front-page news 

Although it was sad, I couldn't help but laugh 

Such ridiculous hate in the hot, summer sweat 

I laid on my back, let the punk record spin 

The stomping guitar, it was shooting out stars 

It all went to my heart, yeah, some rainbows in the dark 

So, I called up danger, my friends and some strangers 

They stumbled and wavered, one called me his savior 

They slipped me the blood in the whole of the vial 

But I didn't feel them change 

Then I met a man with a fist for a hand 

Held me flat on my back, taught me how to give in 

Some phrases were shot, pretty roses got tossed 

The gift of a fat-lipped grin 

Now, they're drilling my teeth while I'm soiling sheets 

With my lover, she's counting the diamonds on rings 

And even when truth doesn't help with the sting 

Out of no numbers, some harsh looking color 

You pull them out, feel they're changed 

No need for a thousand cranes 

So, I thank the city, the lights that it's spinning 

The friends that I have and the shoes were not shining 

The drunk horns so violent, all spinning out sounds 

But the color's so vibrant , the color's so loud 

The newly-born crying realizing what life is 

In the eyes of my grandpa, the right people dying 

The see-saw of love, it, its rickety bounce 

The feeling of coming, the feeling of going 

The mother, the child, the tame and the wild 

The sleeping in minor, the gold leaf, the tire 

The crooked, the straight, all the hip and the fake 

Oh, I'm finally feeling the stitching of beautiful seams 

Sometimes, you just can't hold back the river 

Sometimes, you just can't hold back the river 

Sometimes, you just can't hold back the river 

Sometimes, you just can't hold back the river 

Hold back the river 

Hold back the river 

Hold back the river