Colors were not themselves (at the time)
She considered to jump, but fell off of the fence
That’s gotta be one more way (to receive)
Attention to hide the fact that she can’t play
Feeding bottled light on horse drawn carriages
Silence the little sparkle girl; is she sleeping?
This time, please let me
Pull back the shudders
Obstructing the light
Is anyone listening (for the bells?)
Sounding the psychic trend curiosity
There’s the lonely boy that she spoke to (years ago)
She foretold he’d be in love with someone by now
Dictating lives with false securities
Trust in the unknown surprise light, that she’s hiding
We’ll walk, until we
Learn how to run from
The creaking cartwheels
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Lyrics submitted by Cab.
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