When the cold of the day moves over
and the warmth of the night moves in
there's a howling that sticks beneath my skin
so i try to stay warm and moving
but the silence is just too strong
like the bloom of a rose is sharp and long
Shells of silver
Shells of silver
Shells of silver
This feels strange,
as the closer we get to the grave
This feels strange,
as the closer we get to the grave
This feels strange,
as the closer we get to the grave
This feels strange,
as the closer we get to the grave
Everybody wants love,
but it's not enough,
to have a good heart,
but it's not enough.
Everybody wants love,
but it's not enough,
to have a good heart,
but it's not enough.
Everybody wants love,
but it's not enough,
to have a good heart,
but it's not enough.
Everybody wants love,
but it's not enough,
to have a good heart,
but it's not enough.
Everybody wants love,
but it's not enough,
to have a good heart,
but it's not enough.
Everybody wants love,
but it's not enough,
to have a good heart,
but it's not enough.