Текст Michael Malarkey – Pale Blue Heart

Round the scorpion
Circle in the salt and the sand
Reaper riding on my back
Poised for attack

My pale blue mind
My pale blue mind

Mmh, like a memory
Trickling into my veins
All that’s real is insane
We saddle the pain
And we ride

Someone’s gonna get stung
Someone’s gonna get stung

I called up the sage
And he called me a criminal
I prayed to the saints
They’re not all they’re cracked up to be
But I’m tired of swaying
Between these invisible things

For indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams)
Indivisible dreams

Oh, I’m a locust

I think I felt a sting
I think I felt a sting

Nobody knows
Where the key to the lock is
Somebody lost it
And poisoned the blacksmith
I know I’ve settled for fallin’ apart
‘Cause I’m tired of hidin’

My pale blue heart
My pale blue heart

Well, I went to the sea
And it started a miracle
I traveled the towns
Surrendered myself to the breeze
If I sold myself to the streets
Would you beg me to leave

My indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams)
These indivisible dreams
(Indivisible)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams)
These indivisible dreams
(Indivisible)
Indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams)
Indivisible)
These indivisible dreams
(Indivisible dreams
Indivisible dreams
Indivisible)
These indivisible dreams