文本歌词

To Whom It May Concern - Matt Duke
Turn the lock to the door
Like I've done so before
I cast a shadow that jumps for the ceiling
While my body falls fast to the floor
And thinning blood made its way
And it coursed through my veins
A lighter head quite discouraged though listless
And a heavy heart that coddles the pain
But I've been running around baby
With my head in the clouds
But wishful thoughts never stopped the thunder
That drove my head back to the groundAnd
I see shame in their eyes
As I come stumbling by
Staring hard with their hands slightly pointing
How I wish someone held onto mine
But I've been running around baby
With my head in the clouds
But wishful thoughts never stopped the thunder
That drove my head back to the ground
no no)
And here are the last words I'll say
Before I go away
Silent lips forcing pen onto paper
That'll go to whomever it may
Hidden Track)
I'm out on a limb here for you
The rules they were set so to follow
A dazzling tame marionette
The ropes overworked and they're tearing
So cry to the sky in the hopes that
Your plea will dig through the night
But just like the tree that has fallen down
When no one's around
There it lies No sound