Letras:
Wallflowers The The Wallflowers

: Cherry picking through the stars and falling cannonballs waiting for the break of dawn to start its morning crawl polluted rays of filtered light tropical

: Quarter Moon, On a city growing thick With good advice that won't stick. From the ballrooms to the suburbs, abandoned mines Atlantis may be rising

: I'm here by my window I am waiting for your parade I will salute you From above the crowd As you make your way You won the battle You've won the war

: Fire on the porch on a summer's night All of my things are there inside Black smoke rise up, burn on burn higher I smell leaves and burning tires Dogs

: Home Where you wanna be Beneath the summer sky on summer's eve Before too soon the day will come Before too long you'll walk in the sun Where the olive

: Slow down, you're breaking up Use your words don't yell so much I don't understand a word that you're saying Move in, and come up close You look like

: Now on your mark Get set, let's go You got to move now before she explodes Look out the window and out below Back away from the glass There she blows

: There's three ways out of every box Fall out the bottom Or you crawl out the top There's three ways Out of every, every box But if you can't find

: Takes all my might To find a hole that feels right To bury myself In a deep sleep at night I hear a voice Coming from the hillside Says I'll show you