There's a silver stream, laid across the sky. And this city lifts, up its arms to it. As I wait for you. Yes my eyes have seen, your unselfishness. And my fingers touched, your two sleeping lips. As the echos passed, just above our heads. As the city flashed, just beneath a cloud. That concealed the stars, that reflected sound. And protected us, from an emptiness. And then drifted down, in a diamond mist. As I watched you breathe, as I watched you dream
We live on a mountain Right at the top There’s a beautiful view From the top of the mountain Every morning I walk towards the edge And throw little things off Like: Car-parts, bottles and cutlery Or whatever I find lying around
It’s become a habit A way To start the day
I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you
It’s real early morning No-one is awake I’m back at my cliff Still throwing things off I listen to the sounds they make On their way down I follow him with my eyes ’till they crash Imagine what my body would sound like Slamming against those rocks
When it lands Will my eyes Be closed or open?
I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you
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And this city lifts, up its arms to it.
As I wait for you.
Yes my eyes have seen, your unselfishness.
And my fingers touched, your two sleeping lips.
As the echos passed, just above our heads.
As the city flashed, just beneath a cloud.
That concealed the stars, that reflected sound.
And protected us, from an emptiness.
And then drifted down, in a diamond mist.
As I watched you breathe, as I watched you dream
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Right at the top
There’s a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like:
Car-parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around
It’s become a habit
A way
To start the day
I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you
It’s real early morning
No-one is awake
I’m back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow him with my eyes ’till they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks
When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?
I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you
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