The moment explodes every evening
|
A fountain of flames melt the way
|
Here she comes now collectin predictions
|
A waking eclipse with nothing to say
|
A paper-thin prayer will herald the morning
|
Sent up in a scare you held in you sleep
|
It burns in the sun before we could see it
|
A waking emission that no one could keep
|
Past came to life flew away and died
|
Makes you wonder why that's in a daydream
|
Dropped to the ground made an empty sound
|
Bled til the world came back to me
|
too good to be true
|
{gotta be..}
|
I tried to make sense of seclusion
|
A million to one in the rain
|
A thorn in the side of my sanity
|
Silence a background of disdain
|
Who in the world will comfort disaster?
|
What in the world will save me tonight?
|
Look at the stains that cover the ocean
|
Look at the daydreams burning in flight
|
Say it isn't ture what I said to you
|
I could never breathe for fear of waking
|
Look at the signs every one of mine
|
Never any time waiting for me
|
too good to be true
|
{gotta be
|
|
-----------------
|
Too Good To Be True
|
| Chris Connelly |
