Songtext von False Alarms

Waiting for alphabet to place her bet But I won't get my wish, it could be born From all the torn pages that I Missed the last connection here Correction I chose to fix it Quick before the rain puts the fire to shame I'm not asking for more No more false alarms Give me open arms and Only your simple charms are all that I want If I was Christopher in the Thousand Acre Wood Things might be green is such cool color for fools and others Now I'll seek to fill the distance in what's real Things are made, honey not you yellow money and Not asking for more No more false alarms Give me open arms and Only your simple charms That all I want Nothing hollow nothing borrowed Nothing hard to follow Illumination, consummation Imperfection, love an affection No more false alarms Give me open arms and Only your simple charms Are all that, ohh That's all (oh) Misunderstandings Perfect endings