Kiran Leonard

The Cure For Pneumothorax
He was a vendor by day With a stall in the city He lived in Babylon On a ridge an unlumbered house One night he showed up at a bar He was alone, disheveled He enjoyed it He drank, danced and later He was to witness life From faulty tongues A certain voice He must have notes from the paper I want meet the vendor's fate Tear ears up I was a sleeper Laid out flat You ? Without past of grandparents A void I strained to hear [? again] Stay [? again] Stay SongtexteAs I watch my sister die Angel appeared at my side Got up Got a sleeping vein Took a ride on a steam train Did I see you there Heaven's mixed With the ground below A collapsed lung dance the tango What are you doing love I have no answers They're all for you Tonight's so quiet It makes my chest go weak The present stops For the past to speak I see you there Aus Songtexte Mania