Children play softly around the explosions
Tearing out shrapnel, wrapped up in clothing
And I am left waiting, for the doctor to sew
Ten thousand one hundreths, it's all just a blur
Tear at the sheets but there's no one alive
Static rings true and your head can't survive
Alone in your castle, on the fifty-fourth floor
Can't you hear me calling your name
If the heart is true to believe
That all this world, and all that it's gained
Could never replace the most beautiful things
That brought you so close to my heart
Oh Heaven's a place where you're no longer waiting
For someone to say that this day turned to poison
Roses won't make her feel better tonight.
Now look what you've done to the sky.
Prancing like queens, madmen and corsets
Paul is waiting for someone to get bent
Chasing the arrows they swoon how they fly
Can't you hear me calling your name
If the heart is true to believe
That all this world, and all that it's gained
Could never replace the most beautiful things
That brought you so close to my heart
People wandering those same devil plains
Waiting for widsom to shout out their names
But never exchanging a look or a thrill
They'll shoot you straight dead in the heart
Beautiful moments
Lastly we'll sing to the senses of order
Motherly waiting for children to comfort
Let the sky be littered with radiant hearts
Waiting to guide you back home.
Tearing out shrapnel, wrapped up in clothing
And I am left waiting, for the doctor to sew
Ten thousand one hundreths, it's all just a blur
Tear at the sheets but there's no one alive
Static rings true and your head can't survive
Alone in your castle, on the fifty-fourth floor
Can't you hear me calling your name
If the heart is true to believe
That all this world, and all that it's gained
Could never replace the most beautiful things
That brought you so close to my heart
Oh Heaven's a place where you're no longer waiting
For someone to say that this day turned to poison
Roses won't make her feel better tonight.
Now look what you've done to the sky.
Prancing like queens, madmen and corsets
Paul is waiting for someone to get bent
Chasing the arrows they swoon how they fly
Can't you hear me calling your name
If the heart is true to believe
That all this world, and all that it's gained
Could never replace the most beautiful things
That brought you so close to my heart
People wandering those same devil plains
Waiting for widsom to shout out their names
But never exchanging a look or a thrill
They'll shoot you straight dead in the heart
Beautiful moments
Lastly we'll sing to the senses of order
Motherly waiting for children to comfort
Let the sky be littered with radiant hearts
Waiting to guide you back home.