Saturday, August 9, 2014

The Old Shamed Face

Ooh
The old shamed face he walks a jamboree
Behind the prison is the dove
While the moon decides your grace you’re in love
Just for a spell that hand in hand like does
Laughing like the birds beneath the pier

Beyond the dark that stings your mouth you’ve still got fear
You think it doesn’t matter
Nobody told you twice
So rest your mind in your darkest thoughts you’ll feel alright

It won’t be long
It won’t be long
It won’t be long

Until she’s laughing off the woes of your wrongs
There’s endless hands in all Miss Mercy’s pies
You can see the daytime stripped away
The lovers march through nuts and bolts to fix your day

The factory blows a scent down Piggy Hill
Beyond the old time ferris wheel
The trouble swap their thoughts for gold so you can’t feel
You think it doesn’t matter
Nobody told you twice
So rest your mind in your darkest thoughts you’ll feel alright

It won’t be long
It won’t be long
It won’t be long
It won’t be long
It won’t be long
It won’t be long

Until she’s laughing off the woes of your wrongs
Until she’s laughing off the woes of your wrongs


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