Time Bomb Dreams (Clandestine Armony)
Hear the strings over the Thames, hear the notes wandering across Shaftsbury ave.
Hear the voice huming downt he subway rails, down at picadilly right in the summer gates
This melody sings defeated its time bomb dreams
The light travels raging, fooling around the city, on the night of soho's rockabilly
the spear of smoke speaks so clear "kiss me deadly" on the dimishing rays of the beat
This melody plays defeated on the bittersweetness of your lips
this melody is the clock for our time bomb dreams
I'm writing on this amp, wondering how long do we get to keep this seven stars
The beercans drag the conflict, the conflict bites the peace
This clandestine armony has beggining and the ends ripped, hold by pins
Words run through the muddy pages, another day thats gone
Words high on rebellion, the mind falls on stubborn thoughts
Now the Thames is looming wildly, the arrows down in steel
the city never sleeps, the riots and the poems never seem to cease
This melody plays defeated on the bittersweetness of your lips
this melody is the clock for our time bomb dreams
Catch this murmur flowing below the London's bridge, Sing arhytmic songs with the slackness of the breeze.
Catch this rudimentary poem flying through the oxygen smiles
Maybe is the only thign now left, but maybe means a freeway
liberty is our escape
This melody screams disturbance, dancing beastly to Oxford street
this melody is the clock for our time bomb dreams
Red cables tangle to the touch, swirling around for the last note
whisper me the color and the light will change its tone
floding the whole city, starting for our gutter star's dust
Hear the voice huming downt he subway rails, down at picadilly right in the summer gates
This melody sings defeated its time bomb dreams
The light travels raging, fooling around the city, on the night of soho's rockabilly
the spear of smoke speaks so clear "kiss me deadly" on the dimishing rays of the beat
This melody plays defeated on the bittersweetness of your lips
this melody is the clock for our time bomb dreams
I'm writing on this amp, wondering how long do we get to keep this seven stars
The beercans drag the conflict, the conflict bites the peace
This clandestine armony has beggining and the ends ripped, hold by pins
Words run through the muddy pages, another day thats gone
Words high on rebellion, the mind falls on stubborn thoughts
Now the Thames is looming wildly, the arrows down in steel
the city never sleeps, the riots and the poems never seem to cease
This melody plays defeated on the bittersweetness of your lips
this melody is the clock for our time bomb dreams
Catch this murmur flowing below the London's bridge, Sing arhytmic songs with the slackness of the breeze.
Catch this rudimentary poem flying through the oxygen smiles
Maybe is the only thign now left, but maybe means a freeway
liberty is our escape
This melody screams disturbance, dancing beastly to Oxford street
this melody is the clock for our time bomb dreams
Red cables tangle to the touch, swirling around for the last note
whisper me the color and the light will change its tone
floding the whole city, starting for our gutter star's dust