Language of Flowers (Woodhouse Studio LP Demo)
by
Pale Saints
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Lyrics
See me a snapshot
Narrating my previous life
And a mountain of other lies
Numbers and letters and letters
Surfacing from a sea of
Treacle blackened stone(? )
And carrying me back home
I hear the language of flowers
And now I don't hear anything else
Voices from nowhere seducing me
To all the lyrics(? ) of the world
The balance has been disturbed
Time stumbles drunkenly
Wild lives are frozen(? )
Until they're born again
Ripening in the sun
I hear the language of flowers
And now I don't hear anything else
I wasn't cut out for this
But my heart was(? )
I wasn't cut out for this
Copyright: CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP
Writer(s):
Narrating my previous life
And a mountain of other lies
Numbers and letters and letters
Surfacing from a sea of
Treacle blackened stone(? )
And carrying me back home
I hear the language of flowers
And now I don't hear anything else
Voices from nowhere seducing me
To all the lyrics(? ) of the world
The balance has been disturbed
Time stumbles drunkenly
Wild lives are frozen(? )
Until they're born again
Ripening in the sun
I hear the language of flowers
And now I don't hear anything else
I wasn't cut out for this
But my heart was(? )
I wasn't cut out for this
Copyright: CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP
Writer(s):
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