lost in colors
painted with silver dice
printed on fading sheets
with yellows, greys and whites

harmonies couldn't get you to say
your voice always carrying
you further from my own

think of me
I know you'll always feed
the buoy that's out to sea
guiding me to your deep deep deep

kept themn from stinging me
they hovered around my tree
and about your trembling leaves

but oh, oh, oh you kept the door open
your long dark silouette
flushed to the frame
the flattery of young women
can keep a man hoping
but nothing could compare to you calling my name

think of me
gaslights and silver streams
shadows and arteries
that bleed from your heart back to me

Lyrics submitted by euthanasia27

Maplebees song meanings
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    General CommentI can't believe no one has commented on this song. This is the best one on Tin Fist. I can't even fathom a guess on what this is about, though.
    VictoriaS45on November 30, 2007   Link
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    General Commentyou should hear it on their "live" album.
    eoinon March 25, 2009   Link

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