Paroles de Manipulation In Time

The Spirit listens to sounds outside her window As she stands in direction for me Dressed down before the angels of broken wings And her movements in shape for the scenes The Singer walks in walls with shadows on his face So many thoughts on a distant mind Mistaken by sanded visions of youth So overcome by threads of time (Threads of time...) Cleansing with all the spirit To wipe the skin clear of the day Fade away into the essence Of the water that runs in pain Guitar solo: Gregg & Rich In a Singer's daydreams we find We could hang upon her eyes Wipe away the flesh of her Colored dark by sweet good-byes (Sweet good-byes) Cleansing with all the spirit To wipe the skin clear of the day Fade away into the essence Of the water that runs in pain