Текст песни Painting A Memory - School of Seven Bells
                                                Over 
                                                the 
                                                eyes, 
                                                which 
                                                sky 
                                                is 
                                                cast?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                your 
                                                sight,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Locked 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                past, 
                                                what 
                                                did 
                                                you 
                                                catch?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                did 
                                                you 
                                                catch?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                prices, 
                                                divide 
                                                the 
                                                taking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                good 
                                                or 
                                                bad
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasting 
                                                the 
                                                daylight, 
                                                again 
                                                and 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                the 
                                                eyes, 
                                                which 
                                                sky 
                                                is 
                                                cast?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                your 
                                                sight,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Locked 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                past, 
                                                what 
                                                did 
                                                you 
                                                catch?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                did 
                                                you 
                                                catch?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                prices, 
                                                divide 
                                                the 
                                                taking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                good 
                                                or 
                                                bad
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasting 
                                                the 
                                                daylight, 
                                                again 
                                                and 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Minutes 
                                                don't 
                                                wait, 
                                                days 
                                                don't 
                                                delay
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                trapped 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fever,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory, 
                                                and 
                                                when 
                                                it 
                                                fades
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                will 
                                                you 
                                                have?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                prices, 
                                                divide 
                                                the 
                                                taking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                good 
                                                or 
                                                bad
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasting 
                                                the 
                                                daylight, 
                                                again 
                                                and 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Minutes 
                                                don't 
                                                wait, 
                                                days 
                                                don't 
                                                delay
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                trapped 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fever,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory, 
                                                and 
                                                when 
                                                it 
                                                fades
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                prices, 
                                                divide 
                                                the 
                                                taking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                good 
                                                or 
                                                bad
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasting 
                                                the 
                                                daylight,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory
 
                                    
                                
                                                Painting 
                                                    a 
                                                memory.
 
                                    
                                 
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