Drowning in the Stars.

Gravity
won't let me sleep;
but I found him
today.

I can feel
the light he rains;
and it all
comes falling
down,
down,
down...

Like the sound
of a gentle voice,
while it's laying the world to waste -
and we fall
'cause we have no choice,
but to accept that cold embrace -
and if she sings the blues,
then we feel it too...
if he screams for love,
then we're hopeless to do...
and we can't let go,
to the light of the world -

we're seeing stars,
and we can't
help
but
to
drown.
(Yeah...)

There's a rhythm
in the air,
restless night to take me on;
but she weaves
a dark nightmare,
in the deepest well of songs -
And yes, she paints those walls,
she laces them with care;
I'm fighting to forget
that there's a savior still there -
I can hear it in his bass,
the smile on his face;

we're seeing stars...
and we can't
help
but
to
drown.
(Yeah..)

There's a dance
sweeping up our hearts;
and no wound can salt that fast.
like a floor
filled with empty scars,
we move our feet till we can feel,
at last,
open up the door
and let the rythm in -
she plays your heart-strings,
and he's the mandolin;
break into your mind,
and let the music swim;

we're seeing stars,
and we can't
help
but
to drown...

drown..

we're seeing stars,
and we can't help
but
to
drown...

drown...

We're seeing stars,
and we can't
help
but
to...