اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
All the light crawls into your window (It's starting to wake you up)
Painting your walls with moving shapes
Back in the corner there's a shadow
That you'd swear was a cityscape
Now the light fills your room and eyelids
Now the light pulls you from your dreams
Sleep is a guilty vicious liar
It's nothing more than short relief.
