The Wings of the Typhoon

歌詞

Of the many moods in this room all estranged There's some seeking answers, some playing games. Fake signals are soaring, their wings broad and strong Circling down into poems and song. And tryin' to make out like we are alone Is like tyrin' to draw blood from marble or stone. Much the sames tryin' not to slide in To our ancestral ways of hiding from sin. So... This battle will only stay long if I think that Happiness only comes home on these wings, yeah, these wings. This battle will only stay long if I think that Happiness only comes home on these wings, yeah, these wings. On these wings. Yeah. It's in trying to not feel this way that I've been Tied up with recently, unable to see. Yeah. This is not what I though it was, these wings wont leave and You are not listening 'cause this is not me. This battle will only stay long if I think that Happiness only comes home on these wings, yeah, these wings. This battle will only stay long if I think that Happiness only comes home on these wings, yeah, these wings.