Black Balloons şarkı sözleri

Dara awakes like some kind of snake She slithers across the afternoon Mind in a twist She notices her wrist Tied to a string of black balloons That's right Tragedy it's not what it seems Late at night we walk through our dreams Down on the pavement Dara displays Her brand new balloons to lookers-on They shake their heads: She's at it again She isn't impressing anyone No one No one Tragedy it's not what it seems Late at night we walk through our dreams Quantifying find some other way Just to find it's all the same It's all the same It's all the same