Oh, and time picks up again
The children run from now and then
The stained glass hurricanes of supermonium eyes
It don't mean a thing

The lives we live have turned so sour
and toppled all our tallest towers
The feathers knock
Our minds have rocked the lives we live
And just left to rot

Oh, when time picks up again
The children run from now and then
The stained glass hurricanes of pandemonium eyes
It don't mean a thing

The lives we live have turned so sour
And toppled all our tallest towers
The stained glass hurricanes of pandemonium eyes
It don't mean a thing


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Supermonium song meanings
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