If only worry could make it change
Suddenly our world would take new shape
On miles and miles of green screens
Love hangs on invisible strings

So roll up your sleeves this could take some time
Everything waits on assembly lines
But not here in the emergence of plan
We'll be surrounded by hands

The storyboard outlines our escape
And second guesses will be erased
On the cutting room floor
Everything falls into place

If only our futures could be tamed
Suddenly our past would have no say
And in the emergence of film, pouring overhead
Our bodies relearn how to feel

And somehow the screen embodies every ideal
As the orchestra so sweetly reveals
And the background artist carries us there
The conflict compliments repair

We're all on the edge of our seats
We're all on the edge of our seats until the end

La canción fue subida el 9 de Octubre de 2009 a las 12:10 horas. Consulta toda la información de Sleeping At Last en Alternative Volume.

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