Текст песни Screaming Trees - Lines Circles
Screaming Trees - Lines Circles слова песни
Crystal faces on a windowsillI can hear them whisper slowlyLike the chill windThat moves around this room Im inTheyre going places Ive never beenSaying words Ive never saidThoughts of logic at once stopped deadMoving up all around my headLines are forming, circling round my eyesTurning round, voice would never dieHey mister sun outside my doorwayIs a revelation, a revolutionI know I would, Ive seen its realI know I can set your mind freeTheres a wide open top to your flowerEvery hour growing deadLines are forming, circling round my eyesTurning round, voice would never dieCrystal evenings cracked just like the smile I knewWere going nowhere so much fasterI cant try to make it stop, yeahI know theres truth that lies beyondThis world that you perceiveLines are forming, circling round my eyesTurning round, voice would never dieIts formingIn a shapeless world Ive formed a change