In this lifetime. You can mix knives and paper doves. On the roof top. If it craves it's hollowed out. . I fell down this daylight. Blind man's arrow.
Words fall like autumn leaves as he speaks. Bring you down. And this time his eyes sing a line. From the living sea. . Some things just go away with sleep.
cause what i feel inside. i dont want to hide. it's you that got to me. its what i want to sing. cause i've got a dream for us. running through my mind.