letra de gypsy loft - cloud caverns
don’t you know that time it flows ever outward?
still you read stories backwards just to feel hope
on roslyn street, there lies a little gypsy house
where we breath, where we think we make sound
la la la, la la la, la la la
old dead leaves on a boiler plate way downstairs
from the gypsy queen and her entourage of children (slaves)
that old mold smell from all the mice who’ve met their fiery h-ll
an early frost, a way for us to survive
la la la, la la la, la la la
and when we go so far away from this place
who will find the glowing paintings along the way?
ten dark rooms painted black from years of neglect
a bandit crew still receiving all those fake checks in the mail
one thousand names for one single person out there
on brooklyn streets, cheatin’, stealin’, livin’ elsewhere
and when we go so far away from this place
who will find the glowing paintings along the way?
there’s writing on the walls
in words the children learned themselves
there’s writing on the walls
i wish that i could help you out
there’s writing on the walls
in words the children learned themselves
there’s writing on the walls
i wish that i could help you now
letras aleatórias
- letra de way back! - real cool
- letra de cứ thế thôi - linh bm
- letra de beat it up - destinybratz
- letra de city - elias (dnk)
- letra de going through the motions - amarsreality
- letra de angels - t'swan
- letra de am i worth it - fourteendays
- letra de каменный камень (stony stone) - megatin
- letra de film pirate(s) - tv torrance
- letra de on the heights of despair - misanthur