When you dove,
Drunk with sleep in your eyes
You stole what was left of the sky
I remember how you freed your hair,
Hung your head in a forgotten stare
And I thought…and I thought
when will the water stop,
will it pour all day?
when will the water stop?
I know that you can't say.
Turning to fall our of our lives,
Spinning pictures: blue screams and red kisses.
You sank into yourself and I got lost
Somwhere in between.
when will the water stop,
will it pour all day?
when will the water stop?
I know that you can't say.
She is washed up on his shore,
There's no time to get into his life.
She is washed up on his shore,
There's no time to get into his life.
credits
from Silent Steeples,
released August 19, 1996
lyrics by Pete Heimbold
Heimbold-vocals, guitar
Urmston-vocals
Corrigan-vocals,guitar
L. Heimbold-bass
Teele-drums
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