Collapse

The host of the show comes down to collapse on the ground and the crime scene revisits me the body shut down in Bordeaux and the shores of the gold coast in the balcony I search for sleep the future has fallen short when the sun sets north and the clouds fall from mirrored walls Chrous: Words speak and choose make sense and lose capsize the tall tale, but always fail words speak and choose, make sense and lose forfeit the tall tail, I always will The host had his mouth sewn shut all in the name of trust when blood goes thin, he's given in you can spare us the foraml toast the drunken anecdotes from this day on... goes on and on... You know when he falls apart he listens in the dark to records turn I'll never learn To set it down you'll set it down you'll set it down