Flatline Skyline - 98 Tiny Reflections of You | Текст песни

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• Flatline Skyline
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when listening fails give up and sit quietly
ghosts on the telephone static alive
let them believe you are listening still
let them just hear you breathing

let them believe you'll participate still
let them just believe

the sound that summer used to make
it almost makes again
but the lines have been drawn around this town
and its in your ears like sin

shadows on water, the surface folds you in
shudder with indifference, those fingers on your skin
a ghost in the marigolds, a knife in the folds
the watcher is glaring, he is daringly bold

i guess this is another dream, another fading heart
i guess there's nothing left around to let you tear apart
this building is a graveyard for the things it has seen
incapable of holding all the places turned green

i guess this is the past, you snap, coming back in threes
and i guess this is a memory of me
all along we break the ice and sleep inside the snow
because it numbs us and it's warmer than the things we know

there were children on the water, they are laughing once again
i guess its unmistakable now, my invisible friend

a long life shattered and compacted
a memory, a life refracted
when it comes, wings twitch soft
knowing they have been ripped off
and taken by desperate angels

goodbye town and goodbye moon
goodbye promises broken too soon
goodbye trickery and goodbye lies
pray that the cords don't get cut where they're tied

i suppose this is the end, i shout
where decisions make themselves
and i guess this is pretend, i shout

i suppose this is the end i shout
i guess this is pretend, i shout

98 tiny reflections of you
your skin of glass i can see right through
a shivering glance into my x-ray eyes
letting me believe you're somewhere still alive

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