Every cunning revolution
is a lover's son
every mother's good intention
is a loaded gun
every child becomes
a beaver's work is never done
fast asleep
and full of nightmares
living on the run
loving you is never easy
i get so confused
before we even start to fight the blues
every lazy girl is beautiful in her own way
living for tomorrow night
by dying for today
loving you is never easy
how do i begin
before we even start to fight the wind
girl your eyes are full of flies
they swarm all in my brain
greeting me with empty words
that no one wants to say
stop it while he can
till theres nothing left to take
and gives it back again
loving you is never easy
i get so confused
before we even start to fight the root
every lazy girl is beautiful in her own way
living for tomorrow night by dying for today
every cunning revolution
is a lover's sin
a head without a torso talking
a mouth without a tongue
loving you is never easy
i get so confused
before we even start to fight the rouse
is a lover's son
every mother's good intention
is a loaded gun
every child becomes
a beaver's work is never done
fast asleep
and full of nightmares
living on the run
loving you is never easy
i get so confused
before we even start to fight the blues
every lazy girl is beautiful in her own way
living for tomorrow night
by dying for today
loving you is never easy
how do i begin
before we even start to fight the wind
girl your eyes are full of flies
they swarm all in my brain
greeting me with empty words
that no one wants to say
stop it while he can
till theres nothing left to take
and gives it back again
loving you is never easy
i get so confused
before we even start to fight the root
every lazy girl is beautiful in her own way
living for tomorrow night by dying for today
every cunning revolution
is a lover's sin
a head without a torso talking
a mouth without a tongue
loving you is never easy
i get so confused
before we even start to fight the rouse