Porcelain Arms - Your Parade текст песни

But this might take a while,

Thankfully,

The sun's patiently waiting to provide,

Your parade on the clearest of days.



It's the way she lights of the back of a room.

Some day I hope the world burns as bright as your eyes.



Don't cry my dear,

it's not you've given up the ghost.

Ride the waves of your regrets all the way home.



It's the way she lights of the back of a room.

Some day I hope the world burns as bright as your eyes.



I've boarded several sinking ships,

and pulled myself to shore.