3 acessos
This ceiling fan laughs louder and louder
As the violin sounds, like no other
But the closer I get to you
The bloodier our hands do
We fall away again
And I can't tell who or even what you were
I've found my cure
I'll stay awake
Thanks to you
This ceiling fan laughs harder and harder
My basement stairs still bring cold air
And my stereo plays all it can out of that lonely speaker
THe melody finds itself in my head
I'll think about how life won't ever go slowly
And how I won't find the right piece
Before my clock finds the time cease
I'll be gone
But you'll be gone.