Scented a rose,
and as the schoked machines still scanning pavements screen,
ground with siren eyes.
Sounding through blinding sight.
Piecing of pieces fit.
Shifting the overwhelming.
Fault lines now open.

And now I can't forget
(buried in pain and thought,
just cause I wasn't there.)

Slide show incarcerated with grief and I know,
Times have changed in our eyes.
Thats for sure,
so I quit.
This is bad news,
another album,
going nowhere, going nowhere.

Now, without you, I can't.

Eyes, slides are spinning.
Toss, the ground is gone, dizzy and overthrown.
my feelings,
my eyes away.

Lyrics submitted by iwanta959

Sunday Matinee song meanings
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