Gatherers

Tape
Heard you confess from the window ledge Your tenth floor apartment, the neighbors played dead Into a tape recorder you declared, “I dreamt this up, I watched you all disappear” A shrine in my brain It, it felt all the same You haunt me in ways I can not explain Spitting up your blood ’til my body floats “Everything’s fine”, I laughed through the choke A vanishing act, giving up your ghost If only the ground could soften the blow In the moment you lost your grip To the tempo of the ambulance lights flashing You made your peace with the sun, with sun, with the sun There’s something in the way you moved There’s something in the way you moved Heard you confess from the corners of my head You made your bed but nothing grew A message warped, plays out of tune Aus Songtexte Mania