Paroles de Rising and Falling Points of Dust
If someone asks us where we are we will say we're on our wayI'm watching rising points of dust hit by early light of day
Someone asked me to come by and someone asked if I'm okay
A barking dog's kept my friends away
And I'm pleasantly keeping the time at bay
So if they ask you where you are just pretend you're on your way
We'll sit here listening to marks of time:
The pulse, the breathing in rhythmic lines
And when they turn into funeral bells surely we'll have faces still
In picture frames with frozen smiles where dust settles in tiny piles
The pulse, the breathing in rhythmic lines
And when they turn into funeral bells surely we'll have faces still
In picture frames with frozen smiles where dust settles in tiny piles
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