كلمات A Likely Story

You're telling me such likely stories And I want to believe they're true You're selling me such sweet little lies I run but barely move You say everyone lives in the mountains So I'm always looking up above You're filling up these empty places With your hollow words of love I forgot to mention all those silences Between the words and the deeds I'd retrace my steps in so many places But I'm cut off at the knees You snow down after midnight With a quiet flapping of wings While I listen to the dark sky falling And slip on Saturn's rings And when light shone despite the daggers And staggered across my room I believed you own the universe The sun, the stars, and the moon