Paroles Mrs Ruston de Pink Spiders (The)

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Mrs. Ruston, I survived the rest of your lifeUnaware, oblivious, you couldn't be down,And now you're given out the combination codeAnd they knowMrs. Ruston, time retired all the lightsThe electric air expired with the night,But you're eyes are deep and cut through meHere in the afterglow -What a showAnd she keeps sketching her dreamsFrom the back of her mind into the souls of machinesAn audience breathes the troubles she's trying to forgetAnd these scenes, obviouslyThough I don't know what they saidSomehow I know what they meanBut how can I trust the bridge if I didn't build it?Mrs. Ruston, he was waiting there all alongWhat a fool, but how could anyone think it wrongTo wait, or hesitate from pushing you away,If you'd stay?And she keeps sketching her dreamsFrom the back of her mind into the souls of machinesAn audience breathes the troubles she's trying to forgetAnd these scenes, obviouslyThough I don't know what they saidSomehow I know what they meanBut how can I trust the bridge if I didn't build it?The constellations falling slowly from the skyWith blurry edges through the tears that fill your eyesYou'd like to catch them, but you're too afraid to try,'Cause it might be worth the effortBut it's just not worth the timeMrs. Ruston, life resides inside of the greyAnd every step reminds me what you saidAbout losing touch with those you loveAnd giving yourself awayEvery dayAnd she keeps sketching her dreamsFrom the back of her mind into the souls of machinesAn audience breathes the troubles she's trying to forgetAnd these scenes, obviouslyThough I don't know what they saidSomehow I know what they meanBut how can I trust the bridge if I didn't build it?When she keeps quiet and clean,Despite the impact, in fact it's all that she needsAs an ambulance screams a choir to silence the regrets,This one dream, evidently,Was like a flashback trip that was stealing the sceneBut how can I trust the bridge if I didn't build it?


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