Tale From Black-Tal Weiss

[ti:Tale From Black] [ar:Tal Weiss] [al:Tal Weiss] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Tale From Black - Tal Weiss [00:31.90]She washes all the young blood from her hands in the sink [00:39.79]And she knows that the lights will be there for her [00:46.77]Breaks down the bodies to dark subtle ink [00:53.59]And she scrawls on the parchments that hang in the air [01:01.07] [01:02.32]She rides a horse over stones in the night [01:09.08]And she closes her eyes and let's go of the reigns [01:16.51] [01:17.89]She knows the radios run through the night [01:24.94]And she knows that the lights leave the prettiest stains [01:32.27] [01:33.22]She builds a shrine and a typing machine [01:39.70] [01:40.36]And she curls up to write down her tales from the black [01:47.27] [01:49.02]Prays for a soft breeze and cool gentle rain [01:55.10] [01:55.81]And she prays for the bodies that rise slowly back [02:02.72] [02:35.29]She knows the dunes where the steel cities grow [02:41.53] [02:42.31]And she knows when they jail her they'll grind down the key [02:49.30] [02:50.62]She knows the lights lay the heaviest blows [02:56.94] [02:57.45]And she knows that the sand must submit to the sea [03:04.86] [03:06.36]She builds a bird out of plywood and gold [03:12.71] [03:13.25]For to carry the old souls on up to the sun [03:20.26] [03:21.97]Turns on the TV and sits in the cold [03:28.14] [03:28.67]And she dreams that sometimes she's the prettiest one [03:35.60] [03:37.37]She knows the thrill of the chase in her veins [03:43.98]And she knows that the sinking's a trick of the light [03:51.29] [03:52.89]Prays for the silence and cool gentle rain [03:59.10] [03:59.60]And she prays that the radios run through the night