Grey Oceans

He draws near the periphery In disbelief on delivery Came child from the deep inferno Crusty head of dead volcano Heartless crow with brittle beak Wooden leg too schocked to speak Lilac dust of a woman's hair A wooden cross a paper prayer A stone whe

I love you* I cried on your mother's shoulder Like a broken hearted soldier She knew and I knew What all the tears were for But weary, exhausted from flames of light (3x) Trinity's crying (4x) I love you (4x) But weary, exhausted from flames of light

*I got a hopscotch teardrop ready to drop* If the sun decides to rise Without its colors in your eyes It matters not a heart of mine Prefers the darkness *A hopscotch teardrop ready to drop* 专辑:Grey Oceans 歌手:CocoRosie 歌曲:Hopscotch

In her mourning* In her grave Don't you miss the way That she brushed her heavy hair Oh la la la la la Acid burned face clowny tear smile She's the one who made you wild She made you question all your answers Made you beg for her forgiveness Baby gir

I caught a glimpse out the window A Polish graveyard filled with widows I coddle a bottle of warm beer I see a pool of liquid tears Glimmering so sweet and mellow A sea of lilting wilting willow A secret book of forgotten wishes Drown in ponds with b

Artist:Cocorosie Song:Lemonade It was Cinco de Mayo Pillow case on his head No more breathing time An ambulance sped It sped round every corner Calling out his name Shot a rabbit from the back seat window Sat and watched in the summer corn row Ate ic

They call you smokey taboo I got your name tatooed High like a helium balloon Midnight to noon I'm a desert child And nuns make me nauseous I like to look up wild At an infinite sky Twinkling with diamonds It's true I get depressed in fancy hotel roo

In heaven worm souls flutter They flutter by with rosaries Dangling from their necks German shepherds guide by nightfall Little kinder dressed in starlight Inside I feel like I'm crying besides a tree I'm watching myself like an old movie on color T.

it was just before the moon hung her weary, heavy hating the gallows and the graves hold the milky, milky cradle his tears have turned to poppies a shimmer in the midnight a flower in the twilight and her screaming is in his screaming her screaming i