Song | Silver Planes |
Artist | Hrsta |
Album | L'éclat du ciel était insoutenable |
There's a silver rail | |
And a rusty nail | |
To hang her tired dreams on. | |
And the silver planes | |
Flying low again | |
????? in superstition | |
The bricks start to fall like so... | |
So many teeth. | |
The bricks start to fall like so | |
Many teeth. | |
The hole in the wall leads clear down to the sea. | |
And all your silver rails | |
And your rusty nails | |
Can't hold your tired dreams now. | |
And the silver planes will fly low again, | |
Still steamed in superstition. | |
The bricks start to fall like so | |
So many teeth. | |
The bricks start to fall like so | |
Many teeth. | |
The hole in the wall leads clear down to the sea. |
There' s a silver rail | |
And a rusty nail | |
To hang her tired dreams on. | |
And the silver planes | |
Flying low again | |
????? in superstition | |
The bricks start to fall like so... | |
So many teeth. | |
The bricks start to fall like so | |
Many teeth. | |
The hole in the wall leads clear down to the sea. | |
And all your silver rails | |
And your rusty nails | |
Can' t hold your tired dreams now. | |
And the silver planes will fly low again, | |
Still steamed in superstition. | |
The bricks start to fall like so | |
So many teeth. | |
The bricks start to fall like so | |
Many teeth. | |
The hole in the wall leads clear down to the sea. |