Songtext von Parisian Dream

Your painting Scratched lines of blue and gold You open me up Was folding into myself A deck of cards Face down empty on the shelf Your song with Emphasis on one and two Then I couldn't keep time You took me into a dream Exploding soundtrack That I treasure as mine… I was bent over My chest and invisible line Sinking But then the light The lamp that I held In my blistered hands You the fuel and Me the fool for not noticing This Chinese junk we're on With strapping strong You cast free the lines Let's float here Together clearly we better Slip out to the brine!