Attention senses sorrow?s song For boding phrases, notes lie long Frame this sky, unchanging window Blown open by unchanging wind Claim it quick 'cause
If you think nothing is yours If I think everything belongs to me How wrong I'll be None of us have anything There's a place I have never explored Another
You and I, got something, why don't we try What fools cannot buy, what lives cannot hide? You wrote your name, in silver light The question still unanswered
Listen word one To word two Let be, be three And forward inside See your bed Lie still and narrow Everything ahead Cannot be seen Rain and wrong can
Here again, at the end Before the beginning So the salt will spill again Throw it over your shoulder Oh, it's in tomorrow Fortune or sorrow Wait you
Endless night Laced with time Under unreal light With the Goodbye Girls Pendant heart Counterpart Under unreal light With the Goodbye Girls Fraudulently
How sweet the bells How sweet the bells But what can they tell Of heaven and hell Too brief the sound Too brief they sound And yet they resound With
Captured under hypnosis Faster and faster images Can a meaning be obtained Or this mystery explained I'm in orbit Held by magnet And the force feels
Oh, how I miss you Oh, how I miss you Oh, how I miss you Oh, how I miss you Oh, how I miss you Oh, how I miss you Oh, how I miss you Oh, how I miss
Inside the mask, another disguise I fall to sleep before closing my eyes Tiredness draws in my head a cartoon Sun at the window, good things coming soon
I wait on the stairs For a break in my mind Let the balloons go outside Let the balloons go outside I wait on the stairs For my thoughts to align You
Snow lies all around There's no sense of doubt You are the only one To keep me sane when all is wrong Oh, my heart Waits in winter now Deep in every
Sow the seeds Of everything to be Safe in sleep I winter in my dreams Speak your words Define your grief for me Out of reach Some things just can not
As we know, things aren't growing What's next is close at hand Some prefer to look backwards Although they are the world Ah, ah, ah I'm prepared for
Instrumental
I am gray, still on the page Oh, colour me in Just an outline, sketchy but fine Oh, colour me in If green is chasing the hills over miles If blue is
You won't find it by your self You're gonna need some help And you won't fail with me around Come on let's go I will tell you if you change And who's
The wind has gone The invisible come Your memories are being run The mountain scarred By invisible bars The stillness is on guard Oh, the wind will