Lyrics
So low below a laser sun, that is tearing your life apart
as silver tears they weave and lace
In silence a promise torn, the city s too heavy
As silver tears, there on a hill before the dawn The, so low below a laser sun
That is tearing your life apart, as silver tears they weave and lace
As silver tears they weave and lace, the city s too heavy
There on a hill before the dawn, reaching for you, so low below a laser sun
And your dreams they melt in the sun, and your dreams they melt in the sun
the city s too heavy
There on a hill before the dawn, as silver tears they weave and lace Grass, the city s too heavy
reaching for you
She waits for you, why don t you leave now
Birds curve and glide, she waits for you
Through shadows of grief she slides, birds curve and glide, on mellow blue birds curve and glide
As silver tears, sad patterns upon her face The, that is tearing your life apart
there on a hill before the dawn
That is tearing your life apart, your hand holds the knife
as silver tears they weave and lace
she turns from you
She waits for you, through shadows of grief she slides Things, birds curve and glide
there on a hill before the dawn
She waits for you, why don t you leave now, there on a hill before the dawn
Reaching for you, that is tearing your life apart
they weave and lace
on mellow blue
Reaching for you, and so you bleed now, through velvet fields she runs
There on a hill before the dawn, she turns from you, the city s too heavy
in silence a promise torn
that is tearing your life apart
reaching for you
So low below a laser sun, that is tearing your life apart
That is tearing your life apart, and so you bleed now, there on a hill before the dawn
She waits for you, birds curve and glide
Your hand holds the knife, she turns from you
So low below a laser sun, she waits for you
and your dreams they melt in the sun
Your hand holds the knife, on mellow blue
As silver tears, sad patterns upon her face, she waits for you
There on a hill before the dawn, through shadows of grief she slides, as silver tears they weave and lace
Through shadows of grief she slides, as silver tears they weave and lace Grass, so low below a laser sun
Through velvet fields she runs, through shadows of grief she slides, they weave and lace
birds curve and glide
And so you bleed now, in silence a promise torn
So low below a laser sun, reaching for you, as silver tears they weave and lace