Tall Tales For Spring Lyrics - Rabbits On The Run - Vanessa Carlton

God rest his head Sunday afternoon, and 

The wicked in me is surly the wicked in you 

We pray to a ghost that we never met 

Time turns for a cure, for 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 

My eyes saw the chaos that stared everything 

Maybe it's faith, and the sadness takes hold 

Sill stars through the window, will ever know this 

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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 

Confines a past that wont let you go 

God rest his head Sunday afternoon 

And the wicked in me is surly coming through 

Pray to a ghost that I've never met 

(don't pill?) someway out of this mess 

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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