Тексты песен «Architecture In Helsinki»

All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasing Calling police so, so we're placing Weight on minds Red sports car Northwest dated, counting the sleeps I'm counting, waiting Stalled inside There's no tires to save our...

All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasing Calling police so, so we're placing Weight on minds Red sports car Northwest dated, counting the sleeps I'm counting, waiting Stalled inside There's no tires to save our...

All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasing Calling police so, so we're placing Weight on minds Red sports car Northwest dated, counting the sleeps I'm counting, waiting Stalled inside There's no tires to...

I'll tell you anything but not the truth My Mum thinks she's in love with you and I'm not And just to be sure do you wanna ride Let me tell you something about Christmas time when it's hot When were cornered In a...

It's all in the windows; it's all in the skies You pretty city the buildings wanna cry I'd leave the future for the future to play The hi-fi kids are lo-fi Sway baby sway It's all in the windows; it's all in the...

Maybe you can owe me? Or should we wait and see? 'Cause I've been saving up for something we need, As long as you're open to the possibility, yeah. Surely, there's a story in counting all the minutes 'til July the 1st,...

There's a sword in your side, That you'll ignore until blood shows, And later on, when it's gone, When something's wrong, The violence grows and it's designed, To spy and try to poke your eyes, While laying low...

Just yesterday, I was walking on the moon with your stalker. And we talked about love and all the battles we'd won. A permanent malaise prevented us from hiding our fortunes, So we left them bare for all the natives to...

A wicked decision we can agree a wicked decision nothings wrong with you and me a week in the forest I'm weak in the fog You'll be sad to hear that I was robbed And we're gonna own this a face to the voice and we found...

Well, my bride and groom Spent the lonely season figuring life out So imagine the change When smoke, it filled the air, yeah So when the north reflected southern lights In the eyes of the deep where red turned...

You can catch me on the street We're shaking out my legs to greet Our new neighbors with the same old innocence Walking, rolling, I'm your stone Cease the aching in your bones Keep it raining on the same old...

If you're seeking repair For figure eights in the ice in your stare Seven storeys we're climbing tonight So if you're angry about the fact that it's red I'll surrender, I'll change it to white Sneaking looks at you...

It happened sooner than soon, made paper plants in your room, then filled the sky with balloons from your...

With an envelope We'll enter buildings we might touch I've got souvenirs but yesterday can't mean too much Have we missed an opportunity? Whispers Chinese leaves a message Leaves a metaphor For what once was gold...

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You don't wanna be, I don't wanna see, Baby, get your feet on the floor, Shut the door, Count to four, There's ice on your shoulders, I don't wanna fall face down, In the flood of the tears from the years that we loved...

Don't hide the treasures you've found In a hole in the ground How bout the tree back your house Where the OWLS GO! (owls go) Or in between the attic and the basement Somewhere where it's not dark, dark, dark, dark...

Don't hide the treasures you've found In a hole in the ground How bout the tree back your house Where the OWLS GO! (owls go) Or in between the attic and the basement Somewhere where it's not dark, dark, dark, dark...

Don't hide the treasures you've found in a hole in the ground how bout the tree back your house where the OWLS GO! (owls go) or in between the attic and the basement somewhere where it's not dark, dark, dark, dark...

Tonight the neon answers flare, Occasionally we stop and stare past tiny paintings, painted where The clouds were wrong, With killer stares and sideways frowns, In keeping with, the universe all upside down, twice...