作词 : Wilson Spoken: Sleep until the colours dissolve Leave the dream to rain-soak forever In blessed moments viewed from trains of half-truths Monuments burn into moments Up into other worlds, other ascensions Without deep sorrow to endure Monuments burn into moments Up into other worlds, other ascensions Without deep sorrow to endure Black Sunday of sleep Open for small angel escapes Moved by buildings to tears They weep in the rain Am I at home? Am I in heaven? Gentle Architecture Black Sunday of sleep Open for small angel escapes Moved by buildings to tears They weep in the rain
作词 : Wilson Spoken: Sleep until the colours dissolve Leave the dream to rain-soak forever In blessed moments viewed from trains of half-truths Monuments burn into moments Up into other worlds, other ascensions Without deep sorrow to endure Monuments burn into moments Up into other worlds, other ascensions Without deep sorrow to endure Black Sunday of sleep Open for small angel escapes Moved by buildings to tears They weep in the rain Am I at home? Am I in heaven? Gentle Architecture Black Sunday of sleep Open for small angel escapes Moved by buildings to tears They weep in the rain
