She speaks in dreams in circles she believes Falling down she sees not what she feels
She speaks in dreams in circles she believes Falling down she sees not what she feels Life covered in dust Worship lord of lost trust
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight Pale blue dreams hide in her mind Sunshine lost days of gray on hands of the clock
I was you and you were me Inside of you I could finally see Blast of wind from your soul Cut my heart burned a hole
You know who you are I know who you are I know she knows the touch of misery The scope of her emotion drowns in history All the stones left unturned I know she knows how to get burned A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight Pale blue dreams hide in her mind Sunshine lost days of gray On hands of the clock
She speaks in dreams in circles she believes Falling down she sees not what she feels Life covered in dust worship lord of lost trust
I know she knows the touch of misery The scope of her emotion drowns in history All the stones left unturned I know she knows how to get burned A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words
Living her life off of lust She lives a life already gone bust Blindly breathing drowning in dust
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight Pale blue dreams hide in her mind Sunshine lost days of gray
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight Pale blue dreams hide in her mind Sunshine lost days of gray
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight Pale blue dreams hide in her mind Sunshine lost days of gray On hands of the clock