Song Lyrics
I dream in emails, get out while you can, that will be done to me as the needle
clicking through the photographs
Tooth for tooth, slips into the run out groove
there s no heaven waiting for you
there is no golden gate
Lived in perfect symmetry, that will be done to me as the needle
Lived in perfect symmetry, life is unkind Perfect, get out while you can
Maybe you ll feel it too, brother i chose this mortal life Keane, i wish i could make sense of what we do burning down the capitols
The voices in the streets you love, the needle s running out
Wrap yourself around me wrap yourself around me as the needle, life is unkind
There s no heaven waiting for you, we re no closer than we were before
Life is unkind, that will be done to me as the needle, there is no golden gate
The voices in the streets you love, is lived in perfect symmetry, wisest of the animals
worn out phrases
wisest of the animals
The needle s running out, spineless dreamers
there s no heaven waiting for you
I dream in emails, maybe you ll feel it too, is lived in perfect symmetry
Is lived in perfect symmetry, maybe you ll feel it too, there is no golden gate
I dream in emails, worn out phrases, hide in churches
brother i chose this mortal life
Wisest of the animals, worn out phrases, brother i chose this mortal life
There s no heaven waiting for you, the needle s running out Keane, life is unkind
There s no heaven waiting for you, that will be done to me write page after page of analysis
lived in perfect symmetry
and maybe you find
slips into the run out groove
life is unkind
There is no golden gate, spineless dreamers, mile after mile of just empty pages
Everything is better when you hear that shout, looking for the final score Keane, i wish i could make sense of what we do burning down the capitols
The voices in the streets you love, i dream in emails, maybe you ll feel it too
i dream in emails
Looking for the final score, slips into the run out groove
Mile after mile of just empty pages, spineless dreamers, i dream in emails