I Can'T Stop
Sharp Pins
4:11Another day and the world fades away Onto a rocking horse And all the others look the same day I spun the rings around to feel it in its place Tried to understand everything you do or say And if I could find out I'd find I never cared Only yellow sunday, looks back when I stare Your mind is grey and without repose Into your dozen chambered Like a kiss but from a strangers eyes I spun the rings around to feel it in its place Tried to understand everything you do or say and And if I could find out I found I'd never care Only any Sunday, looks back when I stare And if I could find out I'd find I never cared Only any Sunday, looks back when I stare While jettison falls from your. skies She knows I'll pick your flowers and hold them tight Eyes closed Seven armies on the fatherly trail Down the depths (?) and fumbled with hate I'll follow down the feathered sailors' a'way Carry you to die Pacifier on the heavenly gates Bombed by ministry, the dispatch of saints