Testo Delicate Cutters - Throwing Muses
Testo della canzone Delicate Cutters (Throwing Muses), tratta dall'album In A Doghouse
It's just the lack of time I keep
Reaching out, lashing out
It's just the lines run down the walls
I can't believe they never fall
The walls never leave
And the walls begin to scream
And my toes against the wall
I stare ahead
The door inside the wall
Your face inside the door
You crawl across the room
The picture never moves
My boots are very still
You slide to my feet
You slide across the floor
And throw your head across the ice
And throw my head through the window
Crash like poetry
It's four o'clock, I'm waiting
Your face appears
I keep forgetting your name
While I'm writing this
You crash through the wall
You fall on the floor
And slide your head across the ice
And throw my head through the window
Crash like cars
A room full of delicate colors
Oh, sitting down
The room has many doors
Oh, but one of them are closed
She goes around
Opening the doors
This has another ending
Full of innocent children
One of them are closed
She goes around
This has another ending
Remember
Full of delicate colors
Opening the doors
Credits
Writer(s): Kristin Hersh
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