Тексты песен «Chris Walla»

Colorado, can you hear me? Are you listening, are you even there? Colorado, are you listening? Do you hear me, do you even care? The concrete canopy, mountains of symmetry The city policy, the city air The burroughs...

You are 'Sir', you're a senator And senator, you were right It's just a law, not the word, not the law I'm learning how to speak again These words are only structures When you choose to frame them in And obviously, the...

A chance to breathe Everyone breathe The news is hard, the days are long And still we breathe Everybody on the border towns Your radios, your northern sounds Fly your banners from the line A thousand miles long It is...

This device in my hand Well, it does not understand How I need to talk with you Oh, I need you now And even the mobilest phone Will leave you exactly alone When the sea decides To commandeer the land Oh, everyone...

It used to bother me, all the shapes I can't describe How we all fit together like wordless versing And da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum I was there, I saw you searching the corners for your light But it's not...

It used to bother me, all the shapes I can't describe How we all fit together like wordless versing And da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum I was there, I saw you searching the corners for your light But it's not...

There's a hole in your voice And you say it's a choice But I don't understand There's a tear in the wind From the prick of a pin And it's set to expand And strength is hard to find There's a gash in your words But...

I was busy, I was occupied I was burning the fields A wind of black was blowing over me And when the cilia revealed All the ash lining my lungs I heard a song, I heard a whispering I gave my torch to the flame I...

It was not tricky to enjoy A cigarette in hand was the key to understanding To seek out and to destroy The mindless oversights, a string of faithless nights We sing again Sing together with quiet eyes I'd lower my chin...

St. Modesto You were the ground line humming You were the thread of fire upon this night You could feel the living You staggered and blew your money A summery tailwind there upon our heels Ooh, me and you, me and you...

You've got the pen And we've done the typing Why can't you get us all for good? Let's put it in writing On and on we argue so Sirens blare and the whistles blow 'Til we cannot hear anymore This is the score, oh, oh,...

All hail an eminent collapse You can fumble for your maps But we're exhausted by the facts We still believe old Henry's dream An assembly line, a team The fire brand, the steam Who believes it more than we Pull the...