LYRIC

[Chorus] There's a revolution of figures
Over my bed, my bed
They're making puzzles out
of pieces of my head, my head
That stems did break apart
This seeds re just too smart
And leaves bloom inside out
They're tangled all around my spine
But I can't let it grow
And spring won't let it fall
This Calystegia is born
To crack the fragile architecture of our souls

[Verse 1] Words will feed these silent tongues
To break the habit,
Of a reckless breed that
Shudders like and addict.
Clocks will shoot like guns,
We're living out of time,
This season is out of line.
But there's no point of start,
No shortcuts in the dark,
Just gardens sown from old scars.
And I can't hold this flood
Yeah I can’t make it stop,
Cause water turned into blood.

[Breakdown] There's a revolution of figures
Over my bed, my bed
They're making puzzles out
Of pieces of my head, my head

[Chorus] There's a revolution of figures
Over my bed, my bed
They're making puzzles out
Of pieces of my head, my head
That stems did break apart.
This seeds re just too smart.
And leaves bloom inside out,
They're tangled all around my spine.
But I can't let it grow
And spring won't let it fall.
This Calystegia is born
To crack the fragile
Architecture of our souls.

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