Lyrics:
sparkling colors to ease your mind
the Candy house is always playing
the feeling of a summer far away
Looking behind the wall of light
looking to find
crossed out all the words
Don't be fooled by all my tears,
Cause everything is fine
And you can pick up all the pieces
That you left behind
Cause I never
Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
By Townes Van Zandt
I'll play upon my violin
Until the mountains ring
Of lonely laughter blindly thrown
And cause an endless sark of strings
I'm finding out how hot an old flame can burn
You're a feeling I haven't forgot, the love I can't unlearn
You've become a memory I can't live
When you're weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all, all
I'm on your side, oh, when times get rough
And friends just
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee
Hope it ain't too many feelings involved
I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles
she gon' stick around if them 25 years occur?
You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars, hurt?
You think y'all on common ground if you
Tropical and warm
Making shadows through
The snow white resin covered skulls
Happy birthday to the war
Standing by the wall
A rainbow made of stars
I'm in?
Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small, I stare at the wall
Hoping that you think of me too
I'm spending my time
I
The mirror falls behind you
Trinity jaded
I break down walls to find you
Beginnings get complicated
The farther we progress
Opinions are calculated
We were young,
And none of us know quite what to say,
But the feeling moved
Among us in silence anyway.
Slowly we had made
Quite a change
agony
Oh God !
How I'd like to have my hands untied
The wall I'm facing now
Seeing my life going through my eyes
Feeling death behind my back
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You
behind the mystery
I will meet you by the witness tree
Leave the whole world behind
I want to come when you call
I'll get to you if I have to crawl
I'm in?
Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small, I stare at the wall
Hoping that you think of me too
I'm spending my time
I
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You
Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling
By my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's all the wasted years
So close
I can hear through these walls
I can hear it when they're foolin' around
I can hear through these walls
And I hear every sign, every sound
I
Remember you behind the trees
With leaves that cried
By the window once I waited for you
Laughing slightly you would run
Trees alone would shield us in
Remember you behind the trees
With leaves that cried
By the window once I waited for you
Laughing slightly you would run
Trees alone would shield us in
And leave behind you the hurt you've had before
There's a room in my heart for you
We'll paint the walls from blue to white
And set the mood by
From the sky we look so organized and brave
Walls that make up barricades and graves
Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves
From
hide away from the rain.
Oh - can you tell me the name of this game?
I got to get through to you.
Behind the door,
Another wall,
A lonely cry
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