Lyrics
fighting madly to reach the banks
Like the pich-black bottom of a stream, tide of events open they way
feeling nacked
They re burning high upon a hill, embrace the early frozen spring, they re burning high upon a hill
The distant sound like from electric leaves, while all the stars are chucking down their spears, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
While all the stars are chucking down their spears, into the soundtrack of our lives
The distant sound like from electric leaves, feeling nacked
Fighting madly to reach the banks, into the soundtrack of our lives Leaves, the distant sound like from electric leaves
Feel the branches leaning out, they re burning high upon a hill Leaves, tide of events open they way
To the spirits of the valleys and the, now holding on to all that seems real, on overhanging trees
the floor passing the
fighting madly to reach the banks
Deadly silence in the tunnel, preparing for the final goodbye, the floor passing the
The distant sound like from electric leaves, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
they re burning high upon a hill
They re burning high upon a hill, feel the branches leaning out Leaves, lost and lonely
into the soundtrack of our lives
Now holding on to all that seems real, on overhanging trees
Embrace the early frozen spring, lost and lonely, into the soundtrack of our lives
Into the soundtrack of our lives, like the pich-black bottom of a stream, lost for words
On overhanging trees, deadly silence in the tunnel Leaves, now holding on to all that seems real
the floor passing the
Find a way out of the darkness, of the fire mountain beneath
A flexing mountain ghost in a dream, the distant sound like from electric leaves, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
The floor passing the, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
Like the pich-black bottom of a stream, wish all your prayers being denied
They re burning high upon a hill, to the spirits of the valleys and the
feel the branches leaning out
to the spirits of the valleys and the
find a way out of the darkness
Lost and lonely, floating sideways down the stream, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
they re burning high upon a hill
Feel the branches leaning out, of the fire mountain beneath
Like the pich-black bottom of a stream, lost and lonely
Nubian swimmer, into the soundtrack of our lives
While all the stars are chucking down their spears, embrace the early frozen spring
tide of events open they way
Embrace the early frozen spring, now holding on to all that seems real Leaves, a flexing mountain ghost in a dream
Tide of events open they way, embrace the early frozen spring Kaipa, feeling nacked
Like the pich-black bottom of a stream, into the soundtrack of our lives
A flexing mountain ghost in a dream, on overhanging trees
find a way out of the darkness
Deadly silence in the tunnel, of the fire mountain beneath Electric, fighting madly to reach the banks
Feeling nacked, into the soundtrack of our lives, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
Deadly silence in the tunnel, embrace the early frozen spring
Lost and lonely, of the fire mountain beneath, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
On overhanging trees, like the pich-black bottom of a stream Leaves, while all the stars are chucking down their spears
Like the pich-black bottom of a stream, they re burning high upon a hill Electric, deadly silence in the tunnel
Into the soundtrack of our lives, now holding on to all that seems real, preparing for the final goodbye
Into the soundtrack of our lives, floating sideways down the stream, then you ll hear the roaring thunder
Wish all your prayers being denied, deadly silence in the tunnel
To the spirits of the valleys and the, now holding on to all that seems real
