with you In a carriage bought by blood The clouds were singing songs of fear and loss And they cut me down to size And they cut me down to size Broken wings
you In a carriage built by blood. The clouds were singing songs of fear and loss; And they cut me down to size. And they cut me down to size. Broken wings
Vertimas: Bleed The Dream. Broken Wings.
with you In a carriage built by blood. The clouds were singing songs of fear and loss; And they cut me down to size. And they cut me down to size. Broken wings
your eyes Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog is broken dreams flying away on the wings
admire. The surface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing left to hold. face turns cold to the touch. My face was white. Left alone in desolate dreams
hard to hold onto something that's real. Nothing left, nowhere to go, no open road it's washed away by swollen streams, Carried off downriver with all my broken dreams
a teacher Holding all my weight at ease Yet the teacher seems to split in two Destroying both his knees And now crawling I position myself Below your broken wing
's a teacher Holding all my weight at ease But the teacher seems to split in two Destroying both his knees and now crawling I position myself Below your broken wings
Hiding underneath the veil of broken dreams We find her weeping on her once white wings She will be carrying the weight of our deeds And she bleeds for
Cause my shackles, to you won't be And my rapture, so you won't believe And deep inside you will bleed for me So here I slave inside of a broken dream
under? Dream over, grieve no more And I breathe one last time Now I lay thee down Oh, she watched me leave Me bleeding on the floor As she takes me under Dream
Crippled mind, all I am is gone Reality fades, time rules my life Kaleidoscopic days, lost within cries Confusion consumes, broken, I bleed Static thoughts, swallowing me Broken wing, horrific dream
cold bare night Take me beyond infinity In your moonlight wings I want to cry out a last scream I want to fall asleep and dream I am... I am the Dark
stench of decay hangs over me. Desperation floes from out af all pores. There is nothing left of ...me. My hopes like falcons with their mighty wings broken
Riding from wastelands Black were their skies My armour's still bleeding Ripped by fire and ice Watch the horseman wing out of the night He's coming
I see is the flames Angels try and save me but I'm crazy They say 'Follow me' but I can't fly wit' these broken wings And 'Tongues' are spoken things
