Crooked Tiles
๐ต 535 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:43 duration
๐ ID: 6456051
๐ Lyrics
The sky keeps on weeping
The sun is sleeping
Don't wake the moon
The light would show the cracks in her face
The Earth on its ancient last legs
Wobbles 'round the sun like a drunk 'round a lamp post and
I shut my mouth sore from cursing and
My eyes that are tired of seeing
If I could shake off this feeling
Of being guilty for living
Of never doing what others wanted
Of simply being inconvenient
Then suddenly the sun could warm me
To the marrow of my skeleton and
My mind could ride the breezes
Hover and flutter, in the cold air
The sun is sleeping
Don't wake the moon
The light would show the cracks in her face
The Earth on its ancient last legs
Wobbles 'round the sun like a drunk 'round a lamp post and
I shut my mouth sore from cursing and
My eyes that are tired of seeing
If I could shake off this feeling
Of being guilty for living
Of never doing what others wanted
Of simply being inconvenient
Then suddenly the sun could warm me
To the marrow of my skeleton and
My mind could ride the breezes
Hover and flutter, in the cold air
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:39.64] The sky keeps on weeping
[00:43.96] The sun is sleeping
[00:48.25] Don't wake the moon
[00:51.24] The light would show the cracks in her face
[00:56.70] The Earth on its ancient last legs
[01:00.56] Wobbles 'round the sun like a drunk 'round a lamp post and
[01:05.51] I shut my mouth sore from cursing and
[01:09.77] My eyes that are tired of seeing
[01:13.40]
[01:48.73] If I could shake off this feeling
[01:53.18] Of being guilty for living
[01:56.61] Of never doing what others wanted
[02:00.94] Of simply being inconvenient
[02:05.92] Then suddenly the sun could warm me
[02:10.41] To the marrow of my skeleton and
[02:14.76] My mind could ride the breezes
[02:18.56] Hover and flutter, in the cold air
[02:22.95]
[00:43.96] The sun is sleeping
[00:48.25] Don't wake the moon
[00:51.24] The light would show the cracks in her face
[00:56.70] The Earth on its ancient last legs
[01:00.56] Wobbles 'round the sun like a drunk 'round a lamp post and
[01:05.51] I shut my mouth sore from cursing and
[01:09.77] My eyes that are tired of seeing
[01:13.40]
[01:48.73] If I could shake off this feeling
[01:53.18] Of being guilty for living
[01:56.61] Of never doing what others wanted
[02:00.94] Of simply being inconvenient
[02:05.92] Then suddenly the sun could warm me
[02:10.41] To the marrow of my skeleton and
[02:14.76] My mind could ride the breezes
[02:18.56] Hover and flutter, in the cold air
[02:22.95]