Tekster:
Maria Taylor Lynn Teeter Flower

I made my place by the door I didn't know what I was waiting for It felt just like home Except, no grass, no yard, no pictures hung I could see across

She's got a rich sense of style, A believable smile. I don't. She paints colors on her eyes, To cast a shadow of surprise. I don't. She doesn't know

I saw the devil in a dream. He wore a three-piece suit and was smiling. He promised every living thing to me. And when the land was all despair. He made

LYNN Teet-er FLOW-ER. LYNN Teeter Flower. Flower. Lynn. Lynn. Lynn. Teet-er Teet-er Teet-er Teet-er Teet-er Flower. Lynn. Lynn. Teeter Flow-er. LYNN. LYNN

The music stopped You watch the people walk away Your eyes reflected light that shone down from the stained glass windowpane Now we could talk But the

Fell down from your haven. To an empire cityscape. Someone asked him for directions. He would always know the way. Offer you his raincoat. Let you hide

Nonstop talk It's eleven o'clock There's a line coming out the door I'm not feeling it But I swore I'd go Thrift shop Rock a little light on a cock

If you listen to the stream You may get thirsty If you watch the dying tree You may feel weak But don't you feel sorry Don't you get worried Please

I saw the devil in a dream. He wore a three-piece suit and was smiling. He promised every living thing to me. And when the land was all despair. He