reflect off the river Beside where the trains cross the bridge and slow down Trains with white letters on black iron sides And white rushing water that
of the fashions and the dances Tired of the people standing around Ticking like a bomb in the night And you knew you were right Black and white Blame
ceiling for days Turn your back to the sun You see only shadows Look beneath the stars You see only night Like a homesick sailor Luther's standing
flapping dress White legs carving darkness And you traced your thoughts on the tablecloth As you were speaking So when you left I grabbed the white
Just like the missionaries did so many years ago They even brought a neon sign 'Jesus is coming' Brought the white man's burden down, brought the white
the memory Whether wholly heartened life fades away Whether wondrous will stands tall at my side Whether whiteness whisks soft shadows away (White hot
The day'd be gray he'd said ask him to chase the early rising sun next day look for the highest place to stand don't understand the bodiless voice (your
drives away. Cool, white hands hold a faded photograph of a little girl in high heel shoes and a shy boy standing by a shack. The shadows fall on the
out your name as loud as I can without sounding bad You've been within sight and looking out So if you could hear me from where you've been standing
[Music: Sipilä & CHARON Lyrics: Leppäluoto] Scream out the word you hurt yourself I stand behind your lies Free all the false disguise that
flapping dress white legs carving darkness and you traced your thoughts on the tablecloth as you were speaking so when you left i grabbed the white and
Acid-wash Guess with the leather patches Sportin' the white Diadoras with the hoodie that matches I'm wearing two Swatches and a small Gucci pouch I could
king, philosopher, and artist Downright to the marrow, he?s the arrow through the heartless Sunlight in the afternoon, his shadow travels furthest Woven
my cell of shadows for a brighter room next door. I fracture the shell of this solitary hell Embrace the unknown as my friend Mortal barriers falling (the white
the corner of a cliffs edge waits eagerly, eyes glare patiently. Red eyes filled with fire and torment gleam in the frenzied brightness across the shadowed
She dreams china white behind her eyes of china blue Her future wrapped in velvet and her memories wrapped in warm cotton wool And the coffee grounds
where roots are paved not praised it's not safe where status is based on possession the culdesac built on hollow ground is lonely now stand in shadows
I slept to lose and I waked to dream again River and plain and mighty peak and who could stand unawed As their summits blazed he could stand undazed