Paroles de All is Delicate

A girl is painting like in the days of old Not how she sees it but rather how she's told She paints her legs, her arms and toes Then she goes She's painting colors over colors she outgrew The coats are thinning and the old is showing through And her mind it aches, oh how minds ache Ache…ache Don't you know it's delicate These pallid years of bleeding clear We're bleeding clear If all is delicate This hourglass of time collapsed Is giving in…tonight Tonight…tonight The wind is blowing against the window pane The glass is shaking, never fit inside its frame And it feels no pain, it feels no pain She cans up apples but the oranges look old Pent up promise feels much better on the soul So play it safe, just play it safe Safe…safe Don't you know it's delicate These pallid years of bleeding clear We're bleeding clear If all is delicate This hourglass of time collapsed Is giving in… Speak up memory So that fallen crowns can see That this all is delicate now Just know it's delicate Don't leave me here Bleeding clear, bleeding clear And know it's delicate These pallid years of bleeding clear We're bleeding clear If all is delicate This hourglass of time collapsed Is giving in… Speak up memory And feel the colors everywhere Bleeding colors everywhere Speak up memory and share Speak up memory