Тексты песен Aeon Spoke

Cavalry of Woe Rank by rank and uniforms of snow It's how the angels reach A quiet march no one but you believes You know it burns But you love the flame You know it burns The fire claims Your body ox

When your road deserts you And your feet disappear You'll find some orchards Wasted one, without appeal Where will you go from here? Against the world from here You're sitting still inside the fear Mu

A hot and humid Sunday Faces, faces everywhere Then a face, I remember my face years ago Such fear Many psychic scars In just his short few years In the noise of his silence he ran away from the viole

Give me faith in the world, faith in the world, pull it away Give me faith in the world, faith in the world, pull it away But I don't know how to love I don't know how to trust myself But I'll do my b

Up and away your words And see an empty page in my book But how much have I lost When I've got nothing saved in my book I think about how as a child I used to sit beneath the tree Avoiding the sun and

If it was between us Then I'm still amused So let me go I've got more damage to do on myself I'll just go There's nothing left to lose Nothing If it was the pressure Then I'm blowing up So let me go

Fading in the afterglow I wrinkle in my mind another fear With ears beside the bedroom door I close my eyes to keep inside the tears The question of it's worth won't iron out It's tearing at the very

Draw me a picture of the sun So I can hang it in my room I can make believe that I am getting warm Find courage to pursue Well we only hurt to afford the sun We stare at the stars that tear us apart A

He's a blue-eyed man The perfect body with perfect hands Are you beautiful now Are you beautiful now It's a nine bedroom home The rolls gets parked, the pools never cold Are you wealthy now Are you we

His eyes are closed his face pale asleep On the ground a newspaper reads The blood has spilled again And you just dream my yellowman Yellowman The angels burn a torch to keep us warm His lungs are wid