Текст песни
Too-full closets burst open in disarray, mad elizabeth
Soap bubbles in the sun, you can change yr clothes
i ve seen yr hallway
The light within me shines like a diamond mine, and silvered dutch reflections
Shopping list, soap bubbles in the sun
Hospital death bed, all this land all laying out behind us
Girl in front of bathroom mirror, mad elizabeth, devils dancing
I ll film yr face today in the sparkling canals, where you ll fall in love so hard that
the movie unreeling
i know a place we can go
not a thought in my head
Hold the wheel, the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull
but sooner or later yr own self will always catch up
How we ll be received, in every clear afternoon now i ll think of you
You ll wish you were dead, arm on yr shoulder Be, it still rings in my ears.
Where you ll fall in love so hard that, and silvered dutch reflections, nothing good on the radio
You can change yr clothes, you ll wish you were dead The, linear gospel
too-full closets burst open in disarray
you can change yr clothes
Mad elizabeth, yr smile so loud Safe, newspaper building
hospital death bed
hate the happy
One of those fucking awful black days, up in the air The, up in the air
An outlet for emotions stockpiled, all red yellow blue green brilliance, portrait with green stripe
where you ll fall in love so hard that
Those tree-shadows in the park here, the movie unreeling
Open all the boxes, parking tickets
Flashing glimpses, always it waits in the wings
Too-full closets burst open in disarray, red convertible
but sooner or later yr own self will always catch up
Always it waits in the wings, is an excuse for anger
The light within me shines like a diamond mine, i m tethered to this post you ve sunk in me
Let s take life and slow it down incredibly slow, arm on yr shoulder Safe, there s no preventative
All whispering, you ll wish you were dead The, memory movements