Pela - The Trouble With River Cities lyrics

rate me

Float like a sparrow,

T-top Camaro,

Is the wind done blowing you down?

Do you need oxygen?

Do you need out of your room?

Are we waiting on a hot air balloon?

At times when you tremble,

you seem to resemble,

a window stayed open too long.

And your old crown of thorns,

Well he knocks at your door,

you trade places with the shadows on your floor.

Chorus:

And there will be hells to pay,

for all we forgot to say, or a criss-crossed up some mixed up love

and yeah there's an undertow

but it ain't got me.

It comes through the ceiling,

it is listening through the wall,

and it's waiting in the empty hall.

Well reach for a branch

in your avalanche cause it might be your walking stick home

I know, I know,

It's the trouble with river cities.

I know, oh I know,

that's the trouble with river cities.

Thanks to Newman for these lyrics