كلمات The Choir Invisible

Now the fields sit finally silent Resting their cheeks on the evening's arms Tiny eyes on the sleepy horizon Arise to the chords as they soar through the dark Keep on watching your movies On the backs of your eyelids That we shot on abandoned lots That we found back when we were kids Carving stanzas on tree trunks in Kansas Before all of the grandfathers started the war With the words that our ears hadn't heard That our mouths had never tried to perform before Yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on watching your movies (On the backs of your eyelids) And I'll stand guard in my picture frame It doesn't make any sense To wait like water for the world to end On the night that we meet again Down, down down, down... Leave us your best silhouettes on the ground Down, down down, down... Leave us your best silhouettes on the ground