Texty:
The Listening

The night is deafening When the silence is listening And I'm down on my knees And I know that something is missing Because the back of my mind Is holding

Hey, have you ever tried Really reaching out for the other side? I maybe climbing on rainbows But baby, here goes Dreams, they're for those who sleep

Seems somebody put out the moon Now the road is a minefield I can?t follow the way she moves I can?t see past the shadows You make the darkness disappear

If you don't believe me If you don't like my plans You mustn't tell me I know your face like the back of my hand We walk the city I talk so you understand

the trees do the talking? Can I let the ground do the walking? Can I let the sky fill what's missing in? Can I let my mouth do the listening? Do listening

Out across cities I see buildings burn into piles And watch the world in wonder as mountains turn into tiles And trees losing their leaves and our faces

I'm not yours and you're not mine But we can sit and pass the time No fighting wars, no ringing chimes We're just feeling fine This is where we're supposed

marched towards the authority and I say it never exists in here, is there anyone listening to this beautiful tragedy, is there anyone watching this wonderful nightmare, is there anyone listening

new OC And if they can sort their problems out Why can't I get out the house? For mango, Frescato or tea My drawings are starting to suck My best friends are all listening