Testi musica canzoni

Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white

And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right

Well I walk in the air between the rain,
Through myself and back again
Where? I don't know

And Maria says she's dying
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why? I don't know

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks just like Elvis
Its not me
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house and
Takes all her clothes off,
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
Yeah but she knows she's more than just a little you know, misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal, well I have trouble acting normal when she's nervous

Round here we are carving
We are carving
We are carving out our names
Round here yeah I know - we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
Yeah but we sacrifice just like lambs
Round here she's slipping though my hands

Oh, Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says,