Can you see the sun rising up over the moon. With her smile in her hair, black and shining as the stars. In the sky falling down like a fireball inside. Of my eyes burning brightly with sparkles in the night. Turning red, turning white, turning over to the side. Feeling sick, curling up, mesmerised as if some things did collide, in the sky... Can you hear the life on the ground where you stood. Turning the green turn to brown, and the withered thing is proudly Now dust and its sin was to not believe a thing In the word prophesied for this time to die and till Gold is pavement for feet once the broken world is crumbling To bits and our memories subside into sounds in the sky... Can you see the rain lacerating off the lines On the road, where you lie deep inside the ground of broken Debris, oversize sliced and shaking in the wind Rising up, like a tide surging through the iron wires Thrown aside, from the skyscrapers torn to pieces when The messiah, on his horse came with fire in his eyes to collect you, his bride... Can you hear the time rolling up its hands to three In the hour, of the night where the painted cloud has turned Into brush drying up, black and gold dust into drink Sucking small galaxies, into puddles toasting wine Bread and dine for a feast, at the wedding of the bride And the groom, burning hair, long and tender as his kiss warm as life...
[00:09.35]Can you see the sun rising up [00:11.55]over the moon. [00:13.03]With her smile in her hair, [00:14.44]black and shining as the stars. [00:16.04]In the sky falling down [00:17.23]like a fireball inside. [00:18.93]Of my eyes burning brightly [00:20.36]with sparkles in the night. [00:22.02]Turning red, turning white, [00:23.41]turning over to the side. [00:25.20]Feeling sick, curling up, [00:26.56]mesmerised as if some things [00:28.40]did collide, in the sky... [00:36.15]Can you hear the life on the ground [00:38.44]where you stood. [00:39.48]Turning the green turn to brown, [00:40.86]and the withered thing is proudly [00:42.69]Now dust and its sin [00:44.07]was to not believe a thing [00:45.79]In the word prophesied [00:47.18]for this time to die and till [00:49.04]Gold is pavement for feet [00:50.36]once the broken world is crumbling [00:52.08]To bits and our memories [00:53.64]subside into sounds in the sky... [00:58.33]Can you see the rain lacerating [01:00.98]off the lines [01:01.93]On the road, where you lie deep [01:03.82]inside the ground of broken [01:04.91]Debris, oversize sliced [01:06.56]and shaking in the wind [01:08.02]Rising up, like a tide surging [01:09.86]through the iron wires [01:11.29]Thrown aside, from the skyscrapers [01:12.50]torn to pieces when [01:14.46]The messiah, on his horse came [01:15.84]with fire in his eyes [01:18.47]to collect you, his bride... [01:32.21]Can you hear the time rolling up [01:34.48]its hands to three [01:35.57]In the hour, of the night [01:37.00]where the painted cloud has turned [01:38.75]Into brush drying up, black [01:40.45]and gold dust into drink [01:41.73]Sucking small galaxies, [01:43.27]into puddles toasting wine [01:44.98]Bread and dine for a feast, [01:46.47]at the wedding of the bride [01:48.07]And the groom, burning hair, long [01:49.65]and tender as his kiss warm as life... [01:56.01]
