Текст песни Sticks - On Planets
You
throw
stones
I
put
up
sticks
The
sound
we
make
Is
a
thunder
When
wind
wails
up
A
push
through
each
room
Door
blows
open
Letters
get
tangled
From
A
onto
Z
We
put
them
together
So
hard
to
read
In
a
constant
come-around
Believe
me,
I
should
know
by
now
Remind
me
how
this
goes
Broken
bones,
broken
bones
Acquiescent
to
the
tone
Believe
me,
I
should
know,
I
should
know
But
show
me
how
this
goes
Broken
bones,
broken
bones
You
carry
sticks
I
pile
up
stones
The
space
between
us
Sounds
like
distance
A
word
so
simple
to
spell
The
sentence
that
we
build
Is
a
thunder
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