Pink Bullets
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โฑ๏ธ 3:53 duration
๐ ID: 15256262
๐ Lyrics
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh, what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
To finally fly apart
We had to cut them off
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star
I don't look back much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have seemed short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh, what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
To finally fly apart
We had to cut them off
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star
I don't look back much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have seemed short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:20.53] I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
[00:29.54] You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
[00:34.02]
[00:37.76] Oh, what a contrast you were
[00:41.29] To the brutes in the halls
[00:46.28] My timid young fingers held a decent animal
[00:52.59]
[00:55.00] Over the ramparts you tossed
[00:59.39] The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
[01:03.66] Tied to a brick
[01:05.84] Sweet as a song
[01:08.09] The years have been short but the days were long
[01:12.07]
[01:17.09] Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
[01:25.53] We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
[01:34.20] When our kite lines first crossed
[01:38.86] We tied them into knots
[01:42.59] To finally fly apart
[01:46.27] We had to cut them off
[01:51.79] Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
[01:56.34] So you understand less as the pages turn
[02:00.10] Or a movie so crass
[02:02.01] And awkardly cast
[02:04.29] That even I could be the star
[02:08.16]
[02:14.01] I don't look back much as a rule
[02:22.02] And all this way before murder was cool
[02:29.29]
[02:31.30] But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
[02:40.03] Warm light on a winter day
[02:47.15]
[03:12.45] Over the ramparts you tossed
[03:16.50] The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
[03:21.02] Tied to a brick
[03:23.22] Sweet as a song
[03:25.55] The years have seemed short but the days go slowly by
[03:30.02] Two loose kites falling from the sky
[03:34.56] Drawn to the ground and an end to flight
[03:38.10]
[00:29.54] You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
[00:34.02]
[00:37.76] Oh, what a contrast you were
[00:41.29] To the brutes in the halls
[00:46.28] My timid young fingers held a decent animal
[00:52.59]
[00:55.00] Over the ramparts you tossed
[00:59.39] The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
[01:03.66] Tied to a brick
[01:05.84] Sweet as a song
[01:08.09] The years have been short but the days were long
[01:12.07]
[01:17.09] Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
[01:25.53] We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
[01:34.20] When our kite lines first crossed
[01:38.86] We tied them into knots
[01:42.59] To finally fly apart
[01:46.27] We had to cut them off
[01:51.79] Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
[01:56.34] So you understand less as the pages turn
[02:00.10] Or a movie so crass
[02:02.01] And awkardly cast
[02:04.29] That even I could be the star
[02:08.16]
[02:14.01] I don't look back much as a rule
[02:22.02] And all this way before murder was cool
[02:29.29]
[02:31.30] But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
[02:40.03] Warm light on a winter day
[02:47.15]
[03:12.45] Over the ramparts you tossed
[03:16.50] The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
[03:21.02] Tied to a brick
[03:23.22] Sweet as a song
[03:25.55] The years have seemed short but the days go slowly by
[03:30.02] Two loose kites falling from the sky
[03:34.56] Drawn to the ground and an end to flight
[03:38.10]