I've heard there's a place where the stars don't fall and it's
warm and the ice cream melts.
And the people don't hurt, their knives are dulled,
they just walk around the town all day.

And the music is soft, and the red balloons seem
to lift the town up in the air.
No one knows you, it's all right, you can
be anywhere you want.

I know it's cold and lonely in the dark, and the
strings start popping out,
and the sound fades in and then fades out, and the
tears start freezing up.

So wrap around my scarf and fall asleep, counting
seconds to the rising sun. Whoever
gives in first will walk the streets of the
Town where the music sounds.

I've heard in heaven all the people that you've met tell
stories about you and them. And the
liars will stay and the dreamers return because the
gravity needs itself.
And by the pearly gates where people crowd, where apples
Fall and the lines are long. We'll
Sit and talk and watch the heaven's sky. We'll sit there
Waiting for our turn.

So wrap around my scarf and fall asleep, counting
seconds to the rising sun. Whoever
gives in first will walk the streets of the
Town where the music sounds.
And by the pearly gates where people crowd, where apples
Fall and the lines are long. We'll
Sit and talk and watch the heaven's sky. We'll sit there
Waiting for our turn.


Lyrics submitted by Oxenbrigg

Slowly Flowing Silk song meanings
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