Procession

Adam Barnes

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    You tied me to a chair
    Sailed me out to sea
    Left me sinking in the ocean
    As the sharks circled me
    Distant shadows 'neath my feet
    Faded images a dreams

    I woke up to a cooling sweat
    The beads ran down my face
    Painting pictures in the pillow
    As I turned so many ways
    I wonder if I'd stop
    If I finally saw the face I know

    Lust has got me falling
    Uncontrollable diesease
    My head is fully satisfied
    My heart is never pleased
    I'm fed up with the girls
    Who just keep falling to their knees

    'Cause envy is too curious
    Its boldness always wins
    Leaving murders in the corridors
    And bodies in the bins
    I'm not sure this jail
    Will keep these feelings in.

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    I hear death is very distant
    Its agony's despair
    And the several homeless tissues
    Can never really cure
    The tears from the eyes
    From my funeral procession

    So I'm fighting with a wooden leg
    A chair still floats beneath
    Keeping hope inside its cradle
    As it's swaying in the wind
    Distant lullabies are heard
    As my mother slowly sing me back to sleep

    I'm sorry but pandora dear
    You'll see what you have done
    An example of self sacrifice
    And I guess you finally won
    If you close the box for good
    You'll never get back, I'm gone

    So she sits beside my chair tonight
    Tries desperately to dream
    That her hands can only stop
    My sinking memory
    I bet she never knew this box could ever stop to dream
    I bet she never knew that it would kill me in my sleep
    I bet she never knew that these are nightmares and they're finally hers to keep.

    I hear death is very instant
    When the bodies in despair
    And my family will follow
    As I'm lowered in the air

    The tears from the eyes
    Of my funeral procession.

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