The Collision-A Static Lullaby

[ti:The Collision] [ar:A Static Lullaby] [al:A Static Lullaby] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Collision (碰撞) - A Static Lullaby [00:12.93]In motion she swipes past your face [00:14.66]With a blur that bleeds into one [00:18.30]Embelish her with beauty and [00:21.00]Embellish her with sight and sound [00:24.51]The stylish way to make someone [00:26.91]You love hit the ground [00:29.67]She swept me off my feet this time [00:32.42]She swept me off my feet this time [00:36.61]Pray says the needle to the thread [00:41.21]This is the perfect sound [00:42.97]And where we both collide [00:46.37] [00:48.41]Pray says the choir to the symphony [00:53.16] [00:53.68]Strike up the sound [00:55.93]That's running through our veins [00:59.28] [00:59.86]Like martyrs who take their lives [01:01.46]In the sacrifice for the ones that they love [01:04.97]I'm vulnerable I'm spread out [01:07.91]And I'm facing the blade [01:11.60]Until our curves melt into one [01:14.64]Until our curves melt into one [01:17.42] [01:18.38]I have to make these words [01:21.07]Carry after I'm gone [01:24.78] [01:26.84]Pray says the needle to the thread [01:31.21]This is the perfect sound [01:32.95]And where we both collide [01:36.17] [01:38.45]Pray says the choir to the symphony [01:43.05] [01:43.78]Strike up the sound [01:46.12]That's running through our veins [01:49.94] [02:13.93]Her pictures line upon the shelf [02:17.62]The portrait smiles back around [02:21.12] [02:24.38]If I held her up to the light [02:28.04]What would I find out about [02:31.70] [02:34.93]Expose so reveals the secrets [02:37.97]Of my vixen in the scarlet dress [02:43.63]A life comes full circle [02:51.35]Ray says the needle to the thread [02:56.14]This is the perfect sound [02:57.95]And where we both collide [03:01.30] [03:03.35]Pray says the choir to the symphony [03:08.08] [03:08.66]Strike up the sound [03:10.77]That's running through our veins [03:13.63] [03:14.92]I guess we lost the war [03:16.84] [03:17.51]They said we'd last forever [03:20.47]When we both collide [03:25.93]In silhouettes they see themselves [03:28.69]Like floating sheets from which they laid [03:31.16]The ghost shape takes form from who we are