Текст песни Tides of the Moon - Mercury Rev
The
threads
that
run
through
your
life
Hang
from
your
sleeve
Wind
through
your
soul
The
kind
you
can′t
control
The
kind
you
can't
conceive
The
kind
you
can′t
believe
But
wish
you
could
break
Wish
you
could
weave
I
wish
you
could
see
It
ties
you
to
me
And
you
fly
in
the
face
of
the
sun
And
you
float
in
the
tides
of
the
moon
The
paths
that
run
from
your
door
Climb
through
the
trees
Wind
like
a
snake
The
kind
you
can't
escape
The
kind
you
can't
conceive
The
kind
you
can′t
believe
With
prickly
little
thorns
Sharp
tiny
teeth
They′re
hungry
for
the
threads
Hanging
from
your
sleeve
Waiting
on
a
path
The
kind
you
can't
conceive
But
wish
you
could
take
And
wish
you
could
leave
You
wish
you
could
see
I
wish
you
could
see
It
leads
you
to
me
And
fly
in
the
face
of
the
sun
And
you
float
in
the
tides
of
the
moon
And
fly
in
the
face
of
the
sun
And
float
in
the
tides
of
the
moon
In
the
tides
of
the
moon
In
the
tides
of
the
moon
In
the
tides
of
the
moon
In
the
tides
of
the
moon
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