作词 : Sill
Are slightly out of tune
But I'm sure
I'm not to blame
Nothing's happened but
I think it will soon
So I sit here waiting for
GodAnd a train to the
Astral plane
Magic rings
I madeHave turned my finger green
And my mystic roses died
Guess reality is not as it seems
So I sit here hoping for truth
And a ride to the other side
Phony prophets stole the only light
I knewAnd the darkness softly screamed
Holy visions disappeared from my view
But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams
作词 : Sill
Are slightly out of tune
But I'm sure
I'm not to blame
Nothing's happened but
I think it will soon
So I sit here waiting for
GodAnd a train to the
Astral plane
Magic rings
I madeHave turned my finger green
And my mystic roses died
Guess reality is not as it seems
So I sit here hoping for truth
And a ride to the other side
Phony prophets stole the only light
I knewAnd the darkness softly screamed
Holy visions disappeared from my view
But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams