Lyrics
Moon finds a cradle in traffic lights, moon finds a cradle in traffic lights, every rule in conversation
every rule in conversation
and it works out
it works out
There are children playing on the manpost, there are children playing on the manpost, it works out
Moon finds a cradle in traffic lights, well sometimes when i m tired, and it works out
This puzzle made of dreams and nightmares, every lie and every law Imperfection, all the lies behind the curtains
it works out
This puzzle made of dreams and nightmares, all the lies behind the curtains
Somehow sometimes when you miss this city, smell real life, smell real life
and it works out
Every rule in conversation, moon finds a cradle in traffic lights
They can climb up and fall down hard on their knees, it works out
Every rule in conversation, and it works out
I waste my wishes in city lights, and it works out, pretending they are stars
Tending they are kids, it works out
every rule in conversation
there are children playing on the manpost
Every rule in conversation, i waste my wishes in city lights
Well sometimes when i m tired, it works out
And it works out, and it works out
It works out, it works out Automatic, and it works out
Well sometimes when i m tired, full of shops and signs
every rule in conversation
and it works out
And it works out, into this grass built for them Imperfection, moon finds a cradle in traffic lights
All the lies behind the curtains, every lie and every law Marlango, it works out
They can climb up and fall down hard on their knees, and it works out
And it works out, into this grass built for them Imperfection, it works out
Smell real life, moon finds a cradle in traffic lights Automatic, all the lies behind the curtains
Moon finds a cradle in traffic lights, all the lies behind the curtains
moon finds a cradle in traffic lights