: The curtains were made for moving Cause you know sometimes your not always there You don't need it now, your head's shaped like a cow Till all is here
These don't have a name I've been a fool to let it out that way And it'll keep on coming back A fool gets laughed at and I'll go on and on and on Letting
Anne you can't hide you know we'll find you It's a matter where pride flies out the window I never got the weight off the ground I just forgot what's
Coming up to the end These feelings weren't always pretend Review your whole life and you don't even have to die Life would never leave me alone A choice
It's not the way I go It's not the way I go Noone here hears me I'm sick of people knowing me Life's confusing me There's so much I don't see something
The curtains were made for moving 'Cause you know sometimes you are not always there You don't need it now, your head's shaped like a cow Till all is
i feel the hope running low we never found our way home There is no more world The land is gone water is all that survived that one there are no escapes
Hannah go leap your bar This is how right you are I'm in a way it seems people are cold and mean In the valleys noon the things that i can find Nothing
You're the feeling of hurting More is wath I'm asking for Little lies cross overboard Wait for the crying Love to aim at besides Lever pulled Go where
And then the past recedes and I won't be involved The effort to be free Seems pointless from above You're looking down at me I'd rather stay below Than
I don't know the real from what I thought I saw I can't remember where I went where I was I'm gonna move toward a point in time Where you are in a state
For changing lines I've got no time tonight In these times the wind surpasses the tide when the wake ups hard to find dreams make up for your life This
You're warning me to get out of the way Was the safest thing to say This trying to get out of a tight spot Isn't even worth a shot And all of the world
The curtains were made for moving Cause you know sometimes your not always there You don't need it now, your head's shaped like a cow Till all is here
Übersetzung: John Frusciante. Vorhänge.
: These don't have a name I've been a fool to let it out that way And it'll keep on coming back A fool gets laughed at and I'll go on and on and on Letting
: Coming up to the end These feelings weren't always pretend Review your whole life and you don't even have to die Life would never leave me alone A
: You're warning me to get out of the way Was the safest thing to say This trying to get out of a tight spot Isn't even worth a shot And all of the world
