if the silence doesnt kill you then an illusion will
youre starin at the sky
but the moon isnt gonna pay our bills
and were laughin bout it loud
but oh you know it aint no joke
see them cake the roads with glitter Ver letra completa]
if the silence doesnt kill you then an illusion will
youre starin at the sky
but the moon isnt gonna pay our bills
and were laughin bout it loud
but oh you know it aint no joke
see them cake the roads with glitter
trade your dreams for smoke
theres teardrops in the treetops
the wind is whistling through the mountains teeth
a song for every wounded dove
and were out further than the razors edge
going down down to the roots of love
and its rainin in my kitchen
a storm in my front room
the instructions dont say nothing
just desire consume
and the stars are falling right into my eye
might be built out of stand
but maybe baby its paradise
theres teardrops in the treetops
the wind is whistling through the mountains teeth
a song for every wounded dove
and were out further than the razors edge
going down down to the roots
going down down to the roots
going down down to the roots of love na na na na
