Tytuł: Flood I

• Wykonawca: The Sisters Of Mercy
• Wyświetleń: 220

And her hallway
   Moves
   Like the ocean
   Moves
  
   At the head of the river
   At the source of the sea
  
   Sitting here now in this bar for hours
   Trying to write it down
   Fitting in hard with harder to come
   Trying to fight it
   Down the river there's a ship will carry you
   Down the river stream
   Down the river there's a ship will carry the
   Dream
   Dream of the flood
   Down the river there's a ship will carry theDream of the flood
  
   And her hallway...
   As the water come rushing over
   As the water come rushing in
   As the water come rushing over
   Flood... Flood...
  
   Push the glass, stain the glass
   Push the writer to the wall
   It may come but it will pass
   Some day we will fall
   Dream of the flood...
   Flood...
  
   And her hallway...
  
   Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender,
   On a backcloth of lashes and eyes
   In a flood of your tears, in sackloth
   And ashes and ashes and ashes and ashes
   And ashes and ashes and lies...
  
   And her hallway...
   Like...
   As the water come rushing in
   As the water come rushing over
  
   Sitting here now in this bar for hours
   While these strange men rent strange flowers
   I'll be picking up your petals in another few hours
   In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara
   On a backcloth of lashes and stars
   In a flood of your tears, in sackclothAnd ashes and ashes and secondhand passion
   And stolen guitars
  
   And her hallway...
   As the water come rushing in
   Like the sea
   As the water come rushing over
   Dream of the flood
   In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth
   And ashes and ashes
   And ashes and ashes
   And ashes and ashes
   And ashes and ashes and lies...
  
   As the water come rushing in, rushing in
  
   At the head of the river
   At the source of the sea
  
   And her hallway...
   Like...
  
   Flood...