Из альбома: Everything Is True

Now the days hemorrhage hours
the messengers are overwhelmed
delivering postcards from heaven

urgent telegrams from hell

While the architects cut bloody lines
the grandfather clocks take their elderly time
for two ancient hands to align
and call for the blessed bells to strike

Bring me some stolen jewel, some ring of truth
when you come around
Honey just place your heads upon my head
and cast the devil out

Or have you fallen out of love?

Now, anything is possible
and when time turns my heresy into gospel
you can share the stars with me
they're the most beautiful thing that we will ever see

and they found stories in the patterns
I don't know if they're real, I don't know if it matters
to a chip off the old pillar of salt
when the doves have scattered

Bring me some stolen jewel, some shred of proof
when you come around
Oh honey just place your hands upon my chest
and cast the devil out

Or have you fallen out of love?
Have you fallen out of love?
Have you fallen out of love?
You've been waiting so long for him to show up...

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