Тексты песен «Bluebottle Kiss»

Feel the mode of rushing in I'm waving not drowning Sink or swim Your heart is like a piece of fractured glass I feel Don't let me crack it further It's much to real Come on and get out of my way There's no sane...

Infatuation gripped again I can make myself so sick with lonely plans And I watch the sky miles out and act out scenes That only ever take place in my dreams Could you just be my imaginary friend? Well I wait on...

Driving south on a dust grey afternoon I just had to do it Summer sky is a well done charcoal black Nothing to go through with Neil Young's on the radio playing something tragic I realize my grip is getting slack...

Pelicans are rising in the dusk dawn pukey sea And I'm having apparitions performed by my memory Well the sand feels like gehenna as it swallows up my feet I am underneath the blackness I am underneath this weight...

Every time I stop I think of all the things we did I can't put that book down now I'm face first on the ground And every single day I tear up all the notes I had Stick them back again just every now anda'a. I...

Your town is full of goblins, crooks and murder Your mother thinks you love the next door neighbour Your record player speaks to you all evening While she's down stairs smashing things as she's cleaning Oh to be...

Driven so left field ignoring the sun Coughing up the stars and still invisible to everyone But you set my hands on fire till the ice is melted Help me succumb To any time or place until I'm finally faceless Help...

I know it's a cliché When they say we were doomed before we could start We were making no headway But cold logic wont bring back the sound of your heart It's probably too late now, so I won't try to taste it...

Wake up no time to hang around for joy It's not gonna knock you on the head Or kick you out of bed All the trains keep leaving the seats are nailed down The sign post is faded you can't leave town When this town...

You're my pal, I'm your friend, together we can patch up our loose ends I'm as close as I can get but you're so far away it's that I must confess That I've tried to numb my heart stop it beating before it starts But...

This is the season of confession And I'll listen to all of this There's no tokenism I'm all ears to truth because my duty's all too clear When you can't see the light for the door She's left you for the dawn And...

This is the season of confession And I'll listen to all of this There's no tokenism I'm all ears to truth because my duty's all too clear When you can't see the light for the door She's left you for the dawn And...

Am I loaded to the gills Treading water on the window sill Ain't no flashlight to take you back That wet paint that's on your wall leaves me feeling weak And small below you when I can't get back Leaves and winter...

You're crippled like a horse Fall legless down a hill Is that your notion? I've escaped. With fingernails like chalk Spill dust into the wind You're a testament to your own mistakes You've fallen far into the...

Maps to help you lose your way No shadowless crag could find you here With white noise dreams hearts full of dark sleep It gives me the creeps When distant cars freeze all uncertainty If love was a person its...

I have walked here maybe on this road A bed of friends Via thoughts of guild so unextinguished I was on my mothers door Am I now on your reel? All your friends found someone on the pretence That they weren't...

It's not over even though it's finally through Drank the cup awhile till somebody withdrew Feel the wind cry out as it screams against your face All that love you drank now you shake with distaste All the birds will...

I guess everybody's told you About my strange disease Mass appeal will mould you Anaesthetise your dreams Mirrors are all broken now Cause you can't face yourself Fossils of a nations consciousness As the brain...

You're a waitress who hung out With the customers too long now It seems the curtain's closed And the lights are on I guess there's going to be no encore for us You're a mystery in the street and the men would pay...

I'm not as scared as I once was I can cross the street all by my self now I tend to sever the space that surrounds mine And I seem to do it all the time now Could I have a smidgen of you faith? A strand of hair...