Testo Blank Condolences - acoustic - The Mars Volta
Testo della canzone Blank Condolences - acoustic (The Mars Volta), tratta dall'album Que Dios Te Maldiga Mi Corazon
I heard it moving through tiny blades of grass
Nursed in the bosom where they circle the drain
They kept unwinding through the portraits eyes
Smother the floor while they writhed
Out here, buried beneath your tombs
My nails scrawl in blood, I will always haunt you
Out here, beneath the things you do
Exhumin' ruins
If you audit all the omens, broken fevers out of time
Wouldn't you want to have closure?
Until he is gone
And in that house, you know I lost myself every time
Frozen in fetal positions in the wake of every touch
And I'm waitin', so my question is
How many more are sequestered?
Out here, buried beneath your tombs
My nails scrawl in blood, I will always haunt you
Out here, beneath the things you do
Exhumin' ruins
If you audit all the omens, broken fevers out of time
Wouldn't you want to have closure?
Until he is gone
She will rise
She will rise again
Let them dry, real slow, perfectly
No one can hear your voice
And here we are in the ground
Just muffled by deceit
And here we are
Caressing the blank condolences
And there you go
Cowering past the pulpit
Every track holds a rope
Scribbled yarn on a board
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Writer(s): Omar Rodriguez, Cedric Bixler
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