Songtexte:
Switchblade Symphony Serpentine Gallery

Can you see me going down I am screaming out loud And the fear of god is in me now Dissolve In the moonshine I leave no trace My visions have gone Far

Broken people Hollow and feeble They're rolling Rolling up the hill Rotten ingrate Stupid mistakes They're rolling Rolling up the hill Wishing wells and

Will the angels sing tonight Or will they perish in the shadows of this newborn light Will we crumble into dust Will we blow away Like the ravens did

Irridescent eyes of the seahorse rise Treasure she loves Others dispise A shooting star shan't fall very far Dim fireflies held in glass jars April showers