She speaks in dreams in circles she believes
Falling down she sees not what she feels
She speaks in dreams in circles she believes
Falling down she sees not what she feels
Life covered in dust
Worship lord of lost trust
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight
Pale blue dreams hide in her mind
Sunshine lost days of gray on hands of the clock
I was you and you were me
Inside of you I could finally see
Blast of wind from your soul
Cut my heart burned a hole
You know who you are
I know who you are
I know she knows the touch of misery
The scope of her emotion drowns in history
All the stones left unturned
I know she knows how to get burned
A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words
A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight
Pale blue dreams hide in her mind
Sunshine lost days of gray
On hands of the clock
She speaks in dreams in circles she believes
Falling down she sees not what she feels
Life covered in dust worship lord of lost trust
I know she knows the touch of misery
The scope of her emotion drowns in history
All the stones left unturned
I know she knows how to get burned
A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words
A mouthful of dust is worth a thousand words
Living her life off of lust
She lives a life already gone bust
Blindly breathing drowning in dust
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight
Pale blue dreams hide in her mind
Sunshine lost days of gray
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight
Pale blue dreams hide in her mind
Sunshine lost days of gray
She lay in darkness smashed with starlight
Pale blue dreams hide in her mind
Sunshine lost days of gray
On hands of the clock